The repeated explosions of shots fired hung in the air. Her ears rang with a high-pitched tune. All she could smell was gunpowder and blood. Blood. Blood everywhere. Frantically she looked around for Elliot. He was right next to where he had landed after slipping on the broken glass from the window they had been sitting next to. His hip was
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Hope there's more soon.
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Glad you like it. I am editing the next part so there will be a short delay unless I get insomnia again.
Thanks for the feedback.
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Thanks for the review.
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