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Ava didn’t bother to look back at the man she had just immobilized. He’d be passed out long enough, and with the bindings now secured on him, it’d give her even more time. His rifle, now slung on her shoulder, felt like an old friend; a friend that would give her a bit of leverage.
Leverage for what, she had no idea. It wasn’t as if she had a plan. Her first thought was to escape, but she had no idea what obstacles she’d run into on the outside. For one thing, she didn’t even know where she was and had no gear or rations to get very far.
So, she went to look for her captor. Dumb, yes. But if he was after Venom, and Remy was on a ship filled with Venom cargo, the two would collide eventually. She wanted to be there when it happened.
Ava stepped out of the holding room and into a hall
