Slingin' from the hip, never the heart. | Open Post

Raylan's job took him everywhere, from Harlan to Los Angeles to Paris. The Marshals service was demanding but Raylan leaned into the work, traveling as needed to get to get his man.
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It feels like it goes on forever. Forever.
The voice that calls out makes Athena’s stomach drop through the floor and into the molten center of the earth.
It’s Boyd.
“Olly olly oxenfree, Athena. I would say I’ve got something that belongs to you, but I’m pretty sure he belonged to me first.”