King leans over the side of the truck to look closer. “How often do you find yourself needing to blow up your own shit?” Cassandra snickers. “You’d be surprised,” I reply. Dom reaches into one of the side compartments and pulls out the thick black material. He shakes it out and lifts his gaze to look at me. “Really?” I lift my shoulder even as Nero reaches to take it from Dom. “See?” Nero pulls the zipper down a few inches, then slides it back up. “I told you he had nice body bags.” “Yeah, I fucking heard you the first four times.” Dom snorts. “And I’ll say to Hans what I said to you.” He
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