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The Raccoon hummed a little as they worked. "How long do you think it'll take for Jackal there to throw a temper tantrum?" they murmured to the Mamba.

Shiloh was about a 100 yards from the docks when she saw the motorboat beginning to leave. Seaweed began to tangle in the engine's propellers as she ran down to the boardwalk.

"I've wanted out of here since the second I woke up in a cell. I'm just taking you with me," the Hyena growled.