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He hit metal armor. Shit.
Rockson spun himself out of the grip of the bullwhips cord before the second blow from the shorter whip struck.
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the tip of the long whipcord slashing a red gouge across his forehead. His eyes became obscured by blood. The whipcords steel tip had missed them by More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence mere inches. And then again, and again, the whip cracked the stillness. And Rockson rolled and rolled, like a mad dervish. He found the baton. flying pig marathon
whipcord sailed out again. Rock held the baton above his head. The cord wrapped around the baton - and Rocksons wrist. The More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence pain was intense. But he endured it. He held on as a mighty tug tried to free the whipcord. Blood pulsed out of torn cartilage on his wrist. Blood oozed mary ann glendon
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And Rockson, knowing the additional pain it would 
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pants. The pain More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence was unbearable yet had to be endured. The shorter cord struck his face, slashing a gouge across his cheek. Dimly, through the blood in his bleary eyes, Rockson could see the look of triumph on Bdos Errs countenance. Bdos struck again at Rocks face. And the Doomsday More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence Warrior, always unorthodox, snagged elizabeth edwards
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the armor under the armpit. Pain drove him like no other incentive to destroy this man, this last fearsome obstacle to the pursuit of Stafford. It was over, the look More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence in his eyes told the story. Waning life. The strength of the man was sapped. Bdos Err, mightiest of Eden, was dying. elizabeth edwards
a gentleness came into his eyes.
He whispered as blood oozed from his lips. He uttered his last words: I am loyal. All my More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence life I have served the government...
Yes, you have, said Rockson, catching the sagging body, letting the weight of the man sag to the floor as the dark eyes 
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up. Yes, you have... Chapter 28 Rockson thought that Stafford must be headi.
