Lucky didn't get the chance to hit send before Mark and Gale rushed him. It was pretty clear from the way they were both firmly clamping down on both wrists that finishing that text was not happening right now. "Gale, how else am I supposed to fix this --"
He glanced between both of them, looking less than convinced. But it was two against one. He stopped trying to wrest his arms away. "Fine. Lead the way."
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