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Riptide Chapter 11
“This feels like a bad idea,” Katie laments as she stands on the roof of a warehouse across from the one owned by Luke.
“It’s not that bad,” Percy says without much confidence. “I mean, it could definitely be worse.”
Katie scrunches up her face at him. “Are you hearing yourself?”
“Yeah, I didn’t love it,” he admits with a wince. “Can I start over?”
“Give it a shot,” she says with a dismissive shrug.
“Thanks,” he says, taking a moment to psych himself up. “Listen, it’s gonna be great. We went over the building’s layout, Blackjack staked it out for a while, and we’re gonna be a great team. In no time flat, you’ll be throwing yourself at your boyfriend.”
Katie straightens her posture to take a deep breath. “Fine, okay. Let’s just do this before I fully process what a bad idea this is.”
Percy nods and begins to descend down the building’s fire escape. “Remember, 15 minutes and then you follow me in.”
She nods. “See you in there. And don’t die.”
“Has anyone ever told you, you should be a motivational speaker?”
“Percy.”
“Right, sorry. Going.”
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