Don’t panic, Jack told himself. All you need to do is get in a blow to his wrist. That will make him drop the gun, and you can duck, slipping Synthya to the ground unharmed, and knock him out with the butt. “Going somewhere?” sneered Nefaro. He leered at Synthya, lecherously and salaciously. “Yeah, we’re going home, and then we’re going to get married,” said Jack breezily. “I don’t know how you’re going to do that—when you’re dead!” Jack sprang into action. Dealing Doctor Nefaro a blow on the wrist, he made him drop the gun. Jack then ducked, slipping Synthya to the ground unharmed, grabbed
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