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- “We’re taking the trucks. That’s that.” The heavyset driver stepped forward with his fists clenched.
- Gorgon lifted a warning finger. “Don’t try it, Harry.”
- Harry tried it and ended up on his back with a bleeding nose. A blond man made a run for the trucks and Gorgon backhanded him into the mob. Someone deeper in raised a pistol.
- “You can’t stop us all,” Christian shrieked, and her face dropped as the words left her mouth.
- His goggles irised open and he left them open. He felt dozens and dozens of eyes lock onto his. The strength crashed over him like a wave, every muscle in his body spasmed, and his nerves buzzed with pins and needles like they’d been asleep for days.
- Tier six, he thought. A solid tier six.
- Over seventy people dropped. Their legs folded, their necks lolled, and they fell with their eyes still locked on his. He was pleased to see Christian was one of them. She was going to have a great bruise on the side of her head.
- Excerpt From Ex-Heroes, pg 373
- Peter Clines
- https://books.apple.com/us/book/ex-heroes/id585738407
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