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Andrew looked hard at the man who began to smoke, and then at the man who had the guns.
"No thanks, I feel if I head with you guys you'll wind up getting me killed. Doing drugs...Firing guns in an effort to kill as many as you can...I don't exactly like those odds for survival. The girls here are with me." Andrew lied, he didnt want the twins to go with these people and wind up dead. "We've got our own plan to get out of here." He backed away from the car and stood in front of the twins his crowbar on his shoulder.