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1: Cassie (iii)

The shock didn't last long. Tearing open her blouse to see the bullet hole in her bra was enough to bring home the reality: She tried to scream, but the breath just wouldn't come. The heels of her Louis Vuitton sandals scratched against the rough brick courtyard in a way that would have horrified her moments ago. It didn't seem important now. She could hear the pop-pop-pop of distant small-arms fire, the crack and whine of bullet impacts, shouts of panic, orders, someone else's scream...

None of it mattered any more.

1: Cassie (iii)

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