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Beauty Kurtzwilde, the manager at the Company, sent her on a goose chase only to have the goose chase Ms. Hump. An angry goose; a mean goose set free to do more damage under the cover of night. The Sisters of Light were not prepared for the fallout of what was coming from this Collector of misfit toys.
In a back alley, where she thought she gotten free, a sharp pain seared through her side. Up close and personal the goose came at her, brandishing a blade, shoving the metal deep into the already ripped open skin. She was fading.
Elizabeth Perkins was dying. In a last-ditch effort to protect the package, she reached out, hoping another gentle soul heard her pleas. In her lifetime, she'd been reborn to serve as a weapon for justice against the injustices against children. If she could only survive to be of use, the back half of her life could be different. If only she could have seen it coming and not gotten blasted from her Blind Side.
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