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... n, burning like a ring of fire around her neck. Her breath was cut off, her lungs screaming for air that wouldn’t come. Black spots danced in her vision, growing larger, threatening to swallow the world.
She clawed at the assassin’s hands, but his grip was iron. He was stronger, heavier, and determined to finish the job.
And then, she started laughing.
It was a choked, horrible, wheezing sound. It wasn’t humor. It was the sound of disbelief.
The assassin frowned, ...
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