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It seemed Avery was done with that section as he stood with hands akimbo. “Experience, Danny. Experience has taught me that the government can sometimes not be reliable. Let's just be ahead of others.” Turning around, “Now, how can we find resources for the SOS sign?” He asked more to himself.

Did the man not know that his hand was hurting already for holding so much?

“How about we find where to drop these instead?” Danny sarcastically pointed out.

It was then that Avery turned to him and as though he was just realizing it, he nodded.

“We can store those in my jacket. I think it's big enough.” He said and began to pull off his jacket which left a white singlet on his broad chest.

Danny’s mouth slightly parted as his eyes met with Avery’s strong arms. He thought his own muscles would never match with those even if he trained for a thousand years.

Avery, who was unaware of Danny’s admiration bent and spreads his jacket on the floor then ushered Danny to drop the contents in it– which D
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