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Dante kicked the Master’s head and it careened into the wall.

Gladys helped Adam to his feet.

The surviving bees began to return outside. Some landed on Adam.

Adam looked down at the bees that did not make it.

Dante turned to him. “You wanted to be his friend?”

Adam looked at Dante, then away. There were tears in his eyes.

The assassin turned away as well.

Only Gladys saw the Master’s head rise into the air, hatred in its eyes. “Holy shit!” She let go of Adam, causing him to tumble back to the floor.

The head flew forward.