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I thought we were in the clear and that the Trappers we'd killed were the worst of our problems. Mac was gone for good and I could put all the trauma in the past. Maybe I spoke too soon. As if having the infamous Jessa show up out of nowhere, causing Alex to spiral, wasn't a sh!tstorm in itself, my father's base received a distress call from a settlement in California that needs help. The guys tell me to let someone else handle it. I've been through enough this past year. But I've never been good at doing what I'm told. Eff my life. This is the second and final installment in the Hell's Apocalypse Duet.