Chapter Twenty-Six

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I thought about my conversation with James the entire night. He was not a villain at all. He was a soldier, a marine in fact. And he chose this life with Marcus in hunting targets of a particular evil, if that is what I would call it. Does that make the three of them high paid vigilantes?    Just like those in New York, the people who they selected for their murderous intent were not random choices. And Marcus was paid millions for it. I thought about what James said about why I was continuing to consider escape. I had lost my freedom yet, what did Marcus offer in return?    I stayed mainly in my room to recover. James was right about one thing. I owed Jonah a Thank You. It was still difficult to move a week later, but I saw Jonah from my window patrolling one of the vast front courtya

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