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“Vance, where are we going?”
We were running through a tunnel towards the light. Behind a body and my gun. I only knew we had to keep moving or they would be upon us.
“Princess.” I said “shut your face and keep running.”
“You have trouble relating to strong women don’t you?”
“This. Is. Not. The. Time!”
“A-Ha! Avoidance.” she crowed.
“You remind me of an article I read in The Independent recently.”
“Tell me more.” she said, overtaking me.