There were shadows under his eyes. He was conscious of a quickening of his heartbeat and the familiar rise of adrenalin that sent his senses soaring in anticipation. My last foster father in Alabama before the Becks was a heavy drug abuser. Let me go my own way towards them. "You'd better surrender quietly, Jack," he cried; "you've no chance. ” “What?” He asked.
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