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... ger he had been stewing in only for him to realise with horror that one of the civilians, the pretty ones, had been shot.
Point blank. No hesitation. No fear of repercussions. They were dead, and the screaming in the room seemed to feed the fuckers, the murderers who were before them.
Brent felt his heart harden as the E.A.G. member who was holding them began to celebrate. He was laughing, hand raised so he only had one on his weapon. Cheering like they had done something good. G ...
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