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... thought that assembled itself in my brain as I lay flat on my back, staring up at the overcast sky with one working eye and approximately half a body.
The second thought was that my shotgun was somewhere behind me, seven or eight meters away based on the skid, and using it would require either two functioning arms or a minor miracle, and I was currently short on both.
While the man walked toward me without urgency. No rush or tactical positioning. He moved across the rooftop the ...
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