Look at her

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Jack's POV

Watching her slowly crumple to the ground, her eyes fluttering closed, I recapped the syringe and shoved it back in my pocket. God what a cutie. Chuckling to myself, I threw her over my shoulder and simply walked back over to the van. My fingers digging into her legging clad thighs. I'd have to fix that knee for her later. Once she was awake, of course. Even if it was just for the face she'd make. The fear. The pain. She was adorable. I sat her in the back of the van with just a bit more care than the man I'd been sent to retrieve. Gambling piece of shit, but if driving out into the freezing wind to deal with this douchebag meant that I got to take this little blonde prize home, it was worth it. Cassie. Using zip ties on her wrists and ankles, I secured her and her boss in the back of the van before dusting my gloves on my pants, slamming the door closed, and beginning the drive back home. This will be fun.

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