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You all make it possible for me to continue this project, and I am sincerely grateful.

And as always, thank you for your endless patience in my ever-shifting writing schedule.

This story has taken on a life of its own, and while I have a pretty good idea where it's headed,

sometimes the events along the way surprise me.

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All right.

Here's Thea Part 2.

Looks like you have everything handled, said Bruce. I have about a million things to sort out

before next week. Come find me when you're done out here. With that, he turned on his heel and

stocked into the hotel. Shit, Thea muttered to herself, realizing she'd come on too strong.

Don't worry about it, Kara reassured her.

He cools off quickly.

Thanks, said Thea.

I apologize if I've overstepped.

Are you kidding me?

We'd be standing out here all day rehashing who is to blame if you hadn't taken charge,

Kara replied. I mean,

I don't want to throw shade at Bruce, but he tends to have difficulty shifting gears when

things aren't going to plan. Well, this certainly wasn't part of the plan, Thea offered.

Not one anyone told us about anyway, Kara replied, surveying the blood-soaked upholstery and shuddering.

Right, said Thea, wondering if there was more to the story. All's well that ends well. Those cushion

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