CAN'T CATCH A BREAK

Emerson’s PoV.

Fucking hell, they got Al!

Footsteps thunder up the stairs towards the sound and, like a homing signal, Al screams again. I swallow, my entire body shaking with the stress of it all.

I can't help him, I don't even have a pocket knife against what could be anything from eight to twe...

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