After hastily writing one more note and under lining,  stood up   the .


    we  a safe house where you can  and get some sleep.


    point an  and dirt trench seemed like an relaxing vacation spot.hoping he could snatch a piazza or two from , but a peaceful location was  up on his priority list.Getting his  without hurrying and  he  in  of a  shower.


    All right,   ."


    Zabel swiveled on the  of her black combat boots and  the  door as the rusty hinge squeaked.Just outside the doorway there  two more     the .had a yellow smiley sticker on the  of her black helmet.had a  of   in the webbing.look at them.Written in  on  of their   Jester and Silent.Zabel  Silent the  of .


    get Gun Tower,  a  of this  up the  of  and another to a ."


    Silent  a velcro pouch that  no  and   of the .caught Tom''s  immediately, she  a  on her.have to  it after  some sleeping.Zabel eyeballed Jester next.


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    Throwing her  in the  with a yahoo, Jester  her assault rifle hag on its sling.sergeant keyed her mic.


    White  in tow."


    confirmation was  over the  with two .followed  outside the piazza place, his nose pick up her spicy perfume of gun powder.screamed I'' bullet poof sat in the  parking lot. Tock was  by the passenger door with a magazine loading shot gun.Opening the door with a bored demeanor, Tock''s gloved hand pointed inside.


    way Sr."


    seats  metal benches and backrests with a  gap. In the  Tick was  on bubble gum and  in a pop up mini-gun turret.head.barrels of the mini gun and step down on the foot pedal to  the turret swivel away from him.back of the , her slender tail was whipping round.


    Serg!Serg, he''s  to  Bruce away from me!


    machine of , Tom   with .