Chapter 81 GUN TO YOUR HEAD, GUN TO MY HEAD

NOAH'S POINT OF VIEW

The first thing I felt was my head slamming roughly against some surface, the smell of gasoline in my nose every time I breathed. A cough escaped me as I tried to hold my hand against my nose, but for some reason, I couldn't move it. 

What the...?

I turned around, more like I...

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