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... of-the-world bullshit. Sure, stepping in usually didn’t cost him much—but sometimes, even a small favor could spiral into a mess.
Like that time with the girls holed up in the Walmart. He’d helped them kill the bastards who’d raped them. No big deal, really. But the aftermath had left a sour taste in his mouth.
Still, when he saw the bruises on that mother and daughter—saw the way they looked at him, equal parts hope and terror—he sighed. He wasn’t heartless. Not yet.
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