Clint was more than shocked. He turned around to see where the gun shot had come from. He saw that it was the receptionist at the hotel, who now stood naked in front of the hotel, and from the looks of it, Clint could tell that he had a smirk plastered to his face. Why would the receptionist shoot Gale? He did not even know who they were! Clint's mind raced with thoughts in those few seconds that he turned to look at the receptionist who shot Gale, before turning around to his friend again, who was now crying in pain. “Stay away from here and stop asking too many questions.” The receptionist yelled and went back inside."Gale? Gale are you okay?" Clint asked. "No, no. No, I'm not. I was just shot on the arm. We have to call Cade, we have to let him know of this.""We will do that when you are in a hospital." Clint said and made to carry his friend, but that was cut short by another action which sent him falling on his face. His head was hit from behind and the last thing he remember
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