Jun 30, 2015
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The wet asphalt glistened under the dim orange glow of the streetlight. Jo hovered at the edge of the treeline, her hands moving automatically to the rifle slung over her shoulder. She swung it into position, her cheek against the stock as she faced the shadowy figure.
“All right, pal. I dunno who you are, so you better introduce yourself or step away from my car real quick.”