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I froze, and so did Caleb, the smiles wiped right off our faces.
Mike and Ed noted the change and quickly drew their weapons. “What’s wrong?” Ed asked, his voice clipped.
“The only people who say that to us are the bad guys,” I gulped. “The puddle of puppies thing.”
All congeniality left the room as Bea went for her weapon, but the other woman drew down on her first. “I suppose I should start watching my language from now on,” she smirked.
“Please don’t be the Trinary. Please don’t be the Trinary,” I prayed aloud.
“What? No, nothing like that. Mr. Masterson just wants you both to come home,” the woman said.
Bea walked forward so the woman’s gun was right against her forehead. “Men, after she kills me, I want you to mow down every one of these bastards and get the kids out of
