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A growing rumble in the distance confirmed the rest of the Jaguars were on their way. This was turning into an all-out g**g war. I gotta get outta here.
Going out the front wasn’t an option. The back door was her only escape route. Shea crept behind the shelves. The door was locked. She had left her lock pick set at home.
She glanced back at the melee. Victor fired a few more shots and stopped. He pounded his rifle several times. Out of ammo, she thought.
Hunter appeared from behind the Bronco, joined by the Thundermen. Hunter passed the detonator to Monster and pointed his SIG at Victor.
“Por favor, amigo.” Victor stood with his hands held up in surrender. “Let us stop this madness.”
Hunter pulled the trigger, showering the forklift with Victor’s brains.
“Where the f**k are you,
