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He slammed the door shut behind him with a sound like thunder that rolled its way up the cramped and haphazard buildings of the city. He'd lost a shoe. Yuzuru's socked foot found a puddle in the darkness and warm rancid-smelling splashed up his legs. It would have made him sick if he'd the time… Continue reading To Die Again In This Alleyway
"This isn't right." "Not this shit again," growled Kendall, "not now. We've been over this: they're not people." Zaine and Seren kept working. They'd heard it before and didn't want to hear it again, though Leon suspected they agreed with him on some level. He was all about pinching mint from the Fedcorp, but murder… Continue reading Morals of a Gun for Hire
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