"What? No," Erica yelled. "If Debra knew..."
"She'd back us," Jordan said, knowing what Debra wanted.
She couldn't avenge Kale, but they could. They might not crush the Illuminati, but they'd make them bleed.
"Take your guys and come with me," Marion said.
"They've lost it," Randy muttered.
Erica sighed, "I've been itching to teach those clowns a lesson too. Like sewer rats, they only know how to hide behind masks and cloaks."
"Don't be impulsive" Randy warned.
"I'm going," she insisted, yanking out her gun. "Might as well go nuts. Like is too short."
Randy tensed up. "You serious?"
"Stay back and watch Debra if you're scared," she said. "Don't drag me down."
She charged into the trees. Randy stared, feeling like the weak link.
"Alright, big shot. If it turns into a mess, I'm not babysitting you."
"No way. If Jordan can handle it, so can I."
A gunshot cracked ahead. Erica quickly ducked behind a tree.
"Take cover!"
Randy blinked, then realized they were already in a firefight.
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