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... t weapon. Because it keeps you waiting... and waiting... even when you’re dying inside.
"Vincent?"
I turned so fast....and there she was.
Zaara stumbled into the room like she was stepping out of a storm. Her hair hung wet and tangled around her face, plastered to her skin. Her cheeks were blotchy from dried tears. Blood streaked both sides of her jumpsuit, dried into colored stains. The front of her jumpsuit was torn across one thigh, smudged with dirt and blood.
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