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A familiar magnetic voice echoed. Following the sound, she saw Xander walking towards them. He was dressed casually, with his hands stuck into his pants. His hair was combed and disheveled making him incredibly attractive. Accompanying him was a shorter man dressed in black. Immediately Val recognized him. He was a divorce lawyer. The best in the business; Andrew Garfield! They crossed paths several times. He was as domineering as Xander. His gruff voice pierced through the silence. " Are you surprised?"

"That's a bit much, isn't it? Ms. Phelan's a Major General." Logan scoffed. "So what if she is? I'll admit, I'm nothing in front of her. But Andy? He's a damn monster. He's the best of the best. Whether others believe it or not, I couldn't care less. I believe it with everything I've got." Andrew clapped his left hand against Xavier's incoming sidekick, deflecting the blow. At the same time, he reached with his right hand, trying to grab Xavier's ankle.

No fucking way. The shape shifted a little in the shadows, and as I moved closer, the light caught a jawline I knew too well. Pale skin. Curly hair. Pretty looking. Andrew. The fuck? For a second, I just stood there, half behind a row of parked cars, staring like a complete idiot. My first reaction? Shock! He was crying. Andrew fucking Parker was crying.