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Chapter Twenty - James
Stalemate… The pair keep moving. A single step at a time they make their progress… Then, clichéd as it sounds, everything happens at once. From offside, a grey blur streaks in at ground level. Scruffy cannonballs in like a scrub-coated bullet, clamping teeth around the calf of the gunman. Releasing his hold on Adam, the thug screams, thrashing and flailing as he tries to shake off the small dog… Tear him off… Kick him off… But the snarling Scruffy worries at the leg in an unshakable terrier grip, while his target shrieks and struggles. Adam, wailing, runs for it, straight for the panting Chad who snatches up the little boy, holding him close, stroking his head. “It’s alright. It’s alright. I’ll take you to Mommy.” alright.Shrieks… Curses… Cries…Then… A shot. shot.Loud… Echoing…
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