![]() Reynolds stood braced against the windscreen, a shotgun aimed at the water, ready to shoot anything that surfaced in response to the sound of the motor. Hammorson backed away from the dock, then headed for the middle of the lake, motor roaring. “The police aren’t doing anything, so we’ll handle this,” Vaughn said, stepping in front of Grimshaw, getting in the way of him stopping those fools before someone-something-noticed them. “Reynolds! You can’t put a motor in this lake!” Ī motor turned over, a sound coming from the other side of the dock. “Where are Reynolds and Hammorson?” They could be at the main house. ![]() Marmaduke Swinn and Tony Amorella were squaring off with some of Bristol’s CIU team, while Vaughn, Darren, and Yorick Dane were yelling and creating. ![]()
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