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15 Plan B

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“Eenie meenie, miney.” The Direwolf drooled, and it didn’t charge. He stepped in. One pace at a time to his left, pacing in front of them like they were part of a lineup. Then another. Close enough that rain sprayed off his fur onto the pavement between them. His injured eye stayed half-closed. The good one didn’t blink.

“Oh, damn!” Jane said while watching the Direwolf make its choice and sped up into a bolt.

She shifted left, at the ready. Baton up. Knife low while rolling her shoulders like
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