"And what exactly could we work out that would benefit me JT?" [i] Lance says, his mask retracting back to show his face. Those icy, cold blue eyes look like they'd seen much more than his younger face showed. A lock of his medium length brown hair fell over his face, yet he made no move to fix it. His gaze shifts from Diana, to Hutch, and back to JT.[/i]
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