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Ella “We have to go,” Sinclair commands, looking at his brother and then at me, both of our eyes trained on him. “To one of the bunkers. Where we’re better prepared for a siege, if need be.” I don’t know what he means – not entirely – but I just give my mate a single nod, agreeing to his plan, t
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We’re done packing in only a few minutes and head for the bedroom door – which I suddenly realize is shattered off its hinges. “Do we need anything else?” Sinclair asks, passing through and not even looking at the splintered remains of our entry. “Probably,” I shrug, following close behind him.
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The driver pulls us into the next free space and Sinclair and I quickly unbuckle our seatbelts and prepare to get out of the car. The other car pulls up next to us and I see Sinclair’s men likewise on the move. “Is it all underground?” I ask, looking around. “Most of it,” Sinclair replies, “for
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Sinclair I know the moment that Roger arrives at the bunker because he’s loud as hell, making sure that we all hear him pounding through the metal hallways. I wince a little, groaning and reminding myself that though metal is secure, it is loud. Roger’s angry footsteps pound down the hallway tow
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