I'm on a rooftop hidden by the shadows of the setting sun. my black rebellion uniform absorbing the heat the day has left behind. next to me Mark is silent and he pushes his glasses up the bridge of his noise as we watch my father's security guard placements, him with binoculars and me through the scopeof my gun this is gonna be quite interesting.... Mark mumbles next to me as if reading my mind
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