[Holy shit holy shit holy shit! Tucker stared at it, remembered staring down the gun as the asshole walked him nearly off the tall peak of the temple. His breath caught in his lungs, and shit.]
Voice modulator?!
[Because how else could she have sounded like him but--wait. No. That didn't make sense because she asked him--]
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Voice modulator?!
[Because how else could she have sounded like him but--wait. No. That didn't make sense because she asked him--]
Wait, I'm fucking confused.