Cas grinned evilly, then reached for the bullhorn at his waist. He was all smiles as she played with his belt disconnecting the device. But when she brought it to her lips, he frowned in concern. Climbing on top of the van, she ignored Reston complaining about dents. “Hello, gentlemen,” she began. Immediately nearly a hundred handsome warriors were turning and smiling at her. “I believe you all are here to get verified.” “Yeah!” many yelled back. “Wouldn’t it go faster if you all stripped your shirts off and killed anyone with a red tattoo?” she asked. There was silence then the men began
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