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He nodded. “Interesting. I wonder… Do you think if I did end up killing you anyone would care?” he asked, tilting his head to the side. “Or would it be just another ketchup stain on the napkin of life?”
“Honestly?” Lee asked. “That was the weirdest metaphor I’ve ever heard, and I can’t get past that part.”

Only the epilogue left to do!

Since we won't be going anywhere, I just might be able to finish this one this weekend.

“This was always going to be a temporary base,” Lever said, not even bothering to look over at Lee. “We were just waiting for you to show up. Ah! We’re here,” he said as they stepped into what Lee could only guess was a large garage buried under the mountains outside. But it was what the parked inside it that really caught his attention.

“Now that’s how you deal with a problem,” Lever said, lowering the taser.
“Yeah,” Lee gasped out, yanking the strings that connected him to the taser out. “If you’re a mall-cop.” He grimaced and shoved himself to his feet.
Lever clapped his hands and the light turned on. “Does anything keep you down?” he asked. “Maybe I should use an elephant tranquilizer on you when this is over and see what happens.”
“No thanks."

For several minutes, Lee and Ava didn’t speak as all their energy was spent on trudging through several feet of heavy snow. Finally, a black spot appeared on the horizon and Lee recognized it as an old building.
But this building was far from abandoned.

Swallowing as he shoved himself to his feet, Winfield fought back the pain that shot through his leg. His heart thudded in his chest as the man he’d idolized as a child stepped into the room.
“Father,” Winfield whispered, staring at the only person in his life who’d ever commander fear from him.

Lee pulled the card back out slowly and firmly while turning the handle of the door. The next second, the door unlocked. Once this was over maybe he’d anonymously give them a few pointers on how they could update these older officer security.

“Goody. Почему это происходит со мной?” ‘Why is this happening to me?’ Lee mumbled, running his hand through his hair as he placed his hand on the table.