Elara POV“What do we have here?” The man sneers as Mason and I stand motionless. “Seems you do want some fun, after all.”“Get down,” I mouth to Mason, and he slightly nods in understanding.With hybrid speed, I duck, kick backwards, and sweep the man’s legs out underneath me. He lands with a thud, but the gun never reaches the floor, because Mason grabs it midair. I turn around and kick him in the face. He grunts, and Mason is immediately on top of him, hands around his throat, choking him. The man claws and scratches at Mason’s hands and arms, but after a while, he goes limp.“Is he dead?” I ask, nudging the body with my foot.“No,” Mason says, standing up. “Just lights out.”Mason runs through the house, while I pat the man down, finding his phone and wallet, and I put them in my pocket.“We’re in luck,” Mason says when he returns. “He has a basement; we can lock him up in there.”I help Mason drag the body downstairs. We tie his ankles and wrists tightly together. I squat down a
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