Had Jack calculated things so everything would play out the way he wanted, like Mannequin was?

Oh sure, that sounds like something he’d do.

Grue appeared at the top of the stairs.  “Bitch isn’t replying.  We should go look for her.”

Uh-oh.

“Okay.”

“You okay?” Grue asked.

Pissed.”

“But otherwise okay?”

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