Arms around her knees, chin resting on top of them, back against the wall, Lee sat on her bed, just staring. Her hands still felt filthy. She still smelled the stench of blood and sex and rage. The tightness in her chest had eased since Loz and she... since Bete Noire, but meeting Aziraphale, after seeing Anita at Mass and being with Ranger had
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