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“You're mate is a hunter? A goddamn prejudice holding, silver wielding hunter? Oh...stop! You're so full of it, Leon." Robert has been laughing for five minutes. I, on the other hand, have collapsed into my chair once more, defeated. They know everything, and I hope to God they choose to help me. Marcus is staring at the note, but his eyes are glassy. It's like he's looking right through it. Unmoving. He's thinking about what to do next. Marcus is always the man with the plan. But I think, for once, he's at a loss for words. Aspen is biting his lip, eyes looking to Marcus every so often. They're usually so in sync with one another, always thinking the same thing, always on the same page. I have given them a game changer. Hell, I am the game changer. Brady is no longer looking