War journal max

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I headed to the kitchen
. The front doors were thrown wide open shouts of police echoed off the walks. We were too far back for the shooter to see us on thermals. But we still had to worry about the police. " down there I saw then go go go." I turned to Damien " burned down? City has copies, and besides computers might have em on file. Nothing is ever erased just buried deeper."

elsewhere
"police have just stormed the building. This could be the end of the Punisher."
The priest rose" he'll escape, but I'm getting involved now. How long will you last?"

TO BE CONTINUED in War Journal, Jackals Blood.
 
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