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- The other guy was stocky and hard with a short-cropped military haircut. The moment I pulled him from the truck he’d tried to headbutt me. I’d had to hurt him quite a bit to get him up on the tree.
- ...
- “I was in the Navy,” he said. “SEALs. Well, almost. Pissed through BUDs. Failed the psych. Fucking yes sir no sir bullshit. Got DD’d not long after. Whoever got in touch with me knew all about it. Stuff nobody’s supposed to know. So I figured they were military. Black ops. Real hush hush.”
- “What’d they say to do with her once you grabbed her?” I said.
- “They didn’t,” he said. “Just had to kidnap her. Plan was to keep her until the money came through, then drop her. I figured it for a test. See if I was capable of handling an asset.”
- “Where were you planning on keeping her?” I said. He breathed in and out.
- “Duffy’s,” he said.
- “Who’s Duffy?”
- “Guy I get most of my work from.”
- “Duffy the guy gave you the MK-23?” Jake nodded. “Where can I find him?”
- “Works out of a bar in Duluth. The Dockside Tavern.”
- -Sledge vs. The Labyrinth, pg. 42-46
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