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1 " Maya didn't have much more distance in her. Still, she ran. Praying. She knew she should be praying for a church so that she could fall down on her knees and find some solace. But she didn't want to believe in a God who could take away a barely grown boy just trying to do some good. "
― Bella Andre , Wild Heat (Hot Shots: Men of Fire, #1)
2 " Give me five minutes on the phone. That's all I need.” Jenny chewed on her lower lip. “Um, no thanks. I think it'll be more fun to kill you instead. "
3 " At this point, a mental institution was a far likelier future home for Jenny than a prison. “But before I do, I need you to help me with something,” Jenny said. “Out on the back deck. I've got two dozen containers of gasoline waiting.” She shoved the butt of the gun into Maya's spine. “Go. "
4 " A row of gas cans was waiting for them. “Start on that side and work your way back to me.” She massaged one bicep with her free hand. “Lighting Logan's house on fire was hard work. I should probably go to the gym more often. "
5 " Get to it, already. I'm working the afternoon shift and I don't want to be late. "
6 " Feels good, doesn't it?” Jenny's words were carefree and happy as she watched Maya do her sick bidding, liberally sprinkling fertilizer pellets in her wake. "
7 " Now for the really fun part,” Jenny said when Maya was done. “Here's a box of matches. Start lighting.” Maya's eyes widened. With this much fuel on the dry grass, and with the wind blowing a gale, even one match could instantly combust and burn her. “You're crazy. "