Page 120 of Fallen Faith


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Her eyes narrowed, then widened.“You’re insane,” she mouthed.

I widened my eyes.“Do it,” I mouthed.

She hesitated, then grabbed the container and tossed it in the air.The metal container clattered loudly across the floor, with ice cream scoops going everywhere.

I dropped and the world exploded into motion.

A grunt.

A thud.

“What the hell—” Jester shouted.

“That was the stupidest yet smartest thing,” Jude’s voice cut through.

“Did it work?”I asked, my voice shaking.

“You fucking bitch!”Jester snarled.

Another thud.

A sharp exhale.

“Yeah,” Jude said.“It worked.”

“Does that mean we’re not going to die?”Lark asked.

“Not today.”

Silence.

Then, “You’re not going to win this,” Jester spat.

Slowly, I pushed up and peeked over the counter.

Jester was on the ground and Jude stood over him.Jester’s gun now in Jude’s hand, aimed at Jester.

Everything flipped.

“You okay?”Jude asked.He didn’t look at me, but I knew it was for me.

“Uh… yeah,” I said.“We’ve got more dishes to do later, but we’re good.”

He tossed his phone at me.“Call Wrecker.”

I fumbled it, barely catching it.I managed to pull up his number and connected the call.

“Put it on speaker,” Lark said.

I rolled my eyes but did it.It rang twice before Wrecker’s voice sounded.“Yeah?”

“Uh, hi,” I said.

“Who the hell is this?”

“It’s Ever,” I rushed.“Jude said to call you—”

“Get to the point,” Lark hissed.