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Which in your case, won’t hurt, Sweetheart.




Boggs’ POV:

“They’re just kids,” I shout at her. Coin tells me it’s none of my business and I am to take her orders. I hang up, infuriated. I’m pacing around, gathering my thoughts. Isn’t it enough that they’re a pair of broken souls? This war tore them apart. She’s fighting a war much bigger than herself, and although she has conviction, it still isn’t fair. She should be home with her mother and sister. Instead, she’s shooting targets under the orders of a leader who wants her dead. And the boy… The boy doesn’t even have his sanity to hold on to anymore. I wanted to keep him as far away as possible. Now he’s here and he’s a threat. Not only to Katniss Everdeen, but also to our squad. Now I may have to kill Peeta Mellark.




You have to win…




Just as the angel cried for the slaughter; Abraham’s daughter raised her voice.