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... as the silence.
It wasn’t the dead, heavy silence of a shipping container, nor the ringing, post-concussive silence of a gunfight. It was a soft, rhythmic, living silence. The sound of air moving gently, the rustle of high-thread-count linens, and a distant, rhythmic shush... shush... that sounded suspiciously like water.
She opened her eyes.
She wasn’t in her cramped apartment. She wasn’t in the dirty motel room. She was in a room that looked like it had been carved out ...
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