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It had been a long time since Jack had been to Sunset Beach. The ugly yellow paint the caretaker put on the shed two summers ago was already flaking off.
Jack pulled the key out of his pocket and inserted it in the lock. Anyone watching wouldn’t notice, but a series of biometric tests were run to make sure he was part of the Calderone family.
A telltale click told him he passed. Jack slipped inside and closed the door behind him.
So, they wanted a war. Fine. He had all the weapons here he would need to end it.

