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... pped around the postman’s throat like a vice, squeezing harder with each passing second. The poor guy’s eyes were rolling back, white foam bubbling from the corners of his mouth.
He was dying. Right here. Right now.
"Where is she? WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?!"
Astrid, somehow still functioning while everyone else stood frozen, lunged forward and grabbed Jax’s wrist. She tried to pry his fingers loose.
Jax’s head snapped toward her, his eyes wild, possessed.
"Ge ...
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