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      â  oh god. jeremy? i think? i could definitely pick him out of a police line up, iâll tell you that much. who was yours?  â eyebrows furrow, contemplating the fact that selinaâs mark wasnât much of a battle and before she can consider the ins and outs of what sheâs about to say, â  iâll be your mark.  â she says it with a shrug of a shoulder. â  could be fun, right? hell you could be my mark if you want. i feel pretty confident either way,  â a devilish smile grows to her lips as her mind considers what routes she would take around campus instead of the everyday pattern sheâs fallen into over the years. â  what do you say? wanna play?  â
âoh, i can almost put a face to it. mine was drew, so, not the easiest out there, but i managed, certainly.â she could amost see gears turning in ryanâs head and she smiled slowly at the suggestion, her own beginning to turn. âinteresting. and what should the prize be?â she was always up for a good challenge, and ryan would certainly present one. âbragging rights or would you like to make it more interesting?âÂ











