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Jack saw Chandler shifting the massive gun in his arms.
    Chandler’s slow and he has that stupid huge gun!
    “RUN!” Jack lost sight of the other two soldiers when he dropped instantly behind his friend. “CHANDLER, RUN!”
    “I AM!”
    “LOSE THE DAMN GUN!”
    Chandler tossed it aside.
    In under a minute, they made it to the front room where the other soldiers were frantically shoving against the now closed door.
    “It’s jammed!” They pounded against the thick wood.
    “MOVE!” Jack commanded, and even Chandler got out of the way.
    Jack lowered his shoulder and hit the door as hard as he could. The door cracked but he just bounced off.
    Everyone started yelling.
    Do something, Jack, or we’re all gonna die.
    Chandler called out, “MOVE!”
    He came charging across the room and burst forward, ramming the door. The whole wall moved from the force of the impact. The door held… but the frame didn’t. The frame and chunks of concrete with the door still attached fell forward and landed in the dirt.
    The four of them scrambled out. They kept running as the building behind them exploded.
    Jack looked back in terrified fascination as flames shot out where the door had once been. The flames looked like the breath of a dragon. The fire was so hot it flicked blue and white before it wrapped together into red and yellow streams and floated skyward.
    He looked over at Chandler who was sitting on the ground watching where they had just been.
    Jack walked over and sat down next to him.
    “Thanks.” Jack’s voice was barely audible.
    Chandler nodded.
    Jack looked around and all of the other guys were staring into the flames, mesmerized. They knew how close they had just come to a horrifying death.
    Jack tilted his head and looked up at Chandler. “You have to get faster.”
    “You have to get bigger,” his friend laughed and pushed Jack’s shoulder.
     
    Jack looked down puzzled. Chandler’s hand had shrunk and it kept poking at his shoulder.
    Replacement pushed his shoulder again. “Are you getting up?”
    Still half-dazed, Jack jumped back which caused him almost to fall off the bed. He sat upright not seeing clearly. He blinked and rubbed his eyes. “What is the matter with you?” he demanded.
    “Me? You’re the bum!” She hopped onto the bed, landing on her knees. She began to talk rapidly, “It’s 7 am. How late are you going to sleep? I thought you said that you would–”
    “Shut up.”
    “–help me! When are we going–”
    “Shut up.”
    “–and do something about Michelle and not sleep all day. Do you always–”
    “SHUT UP!” he barked right in her face.
    The full blast roar would have made any soldier stand at attention. She just smiled. Jack shook his head.
    One thing’s for sure, she’s Chandler’s sister all right.
    “Let me clean up, and then we can go.”
    “We?” Her face lit up.
    He held up his hand. “Don’t say another word. Not a peep or we don’t go. Do you need a shower?”
    She shrugged and made a twisting motion in front of her lips like she locked them.
    “Don’t be a punk. I’m taking a shower, then.” He headed for the bathroom.
    “You took such a long ‘ finger pruning’ shower last night and now you need another? Do you sweat a lot in your sleep?” She made a face and wrinkled her nose.
    Jack stood there blinking. This girl unquestionably could tick him off. “No!” he shouted back, swearing under his breath as he headed for a quick shower.
    The warm water gave him the opportunity to clear his head, but he would have loved a cup of coffee too. He doubted there was any in the house. It didn’t matter anyway because he hated it black and there was zero chance of there being any milk.
    Jack started planning what he wanted to do first.
    He knew his first step normally would be to go to the investigator here in Darrington. He would have been the one to check up on her last known address at the college. Nevertheless, if he went to see Davenport, Sheriff