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“Sock him in the throat, Reed!” Gladys shouted from next to the Dog-Mobile, followed by a hooting cheer. “Nice shot!” “Gladys,” I hissed over my shoulder, not wanting her to encourage him. She shrugged. “At my age, you gotta get the thrills where you can. You call that a punch, Murdock? My parakeet can hit harder than that!”