Half an hour later, her car arrived at the gate. Ellie took the keys, noticing that they had placed her purse in the front seat, and climbed into the car. Depression hit her hard. She will never return to the Homeland or Fury. She had no idea where to go or what to do with her life at the moment.
The guards opened the gate and pushed the protesters back, giving her access to the street. Someone threw something and it hit her car. She flinched but continued driving without checking to see if the damage had been done. That was the least of her problems.
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“You did the right thing,” Justice put a hand on Fury's shoulder. He looked at the gate, which his friend had watched for almost forty minutes. “I know it was hard for you to let her go."
Fury battled his emotions, which was no easy
