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"Give me more Wodka!" Nikolai screamed. Dempsey eyed him coldly and Richtofen thought of a thousands ways to cut the man before asking, "How about ze Jagermeister, hmm?"
Bones. Surely there should have been more left of the man she loved. But no. Just bones now. She sighed and fought back the urge to fall apart, collected the remnants, dusted them down gently, lovingly, and bagged them up. He’d be coming home with her tonight, finally.