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... d for more than twenty-four hours. It was all Taros’ idea—his crazy way of forcing Hiro to rest. If it wasn’t for the damn medication, he wouldn’t have stayed still for that long.
And to make it worse, it was Saturday morning. Nothing to do. No action. No mission. Just an empty day.
He sat up and looked down at his chest. That was where the bullet had hit him. The pain was gone, but the scar was there—clear and ugly. That wasn’t like Taros. He never left a scar behind. Hiro was j ...
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