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Draven's pov

River threw up twice before we got to the docks.

“Boss,” he muttered, clutching his rifle like it might disappear. “I don’t know if I can do this.”

“You can,” I said flatly, checking my ammo one last time. “You will.”

The van creaked as we stopped half a block from Eliza’s Gate. ...