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ed and split on t

, chaos reigned

. Just moments ago, she'd been terrified of me-now she was cling

nk it'

not comfort. She peeked from beneath

hat a

" I said

her voice. "A sniper was going

hissed. "The shooter's stil

eyes searching mine like I was the la

d. She took it, trembling, and we crawled behind the near

es pulled tight, but there were

me off more

r body pressed to mine, the c

nvolved in?" I demanded,

iant. "You think thi

dive like this." I spat. "You're hiding so

shoot up a public place full of innocents just to se

e, but not about thi

e was just deluded. Either way, I didn't

r down, col

you o

nfused by the s

cutting through the

You.

and through her hair like she was

'm okay.

ough the pain in my knee

l know it,"

ck door creaked open. My hand slid to the gun at

an

He was

e. Eyes o

d for the windows. No one outside go

ck into the sh

Her green eyes were

e the t

ady. There was too much I didn't know, and whatev

yone else. She wa

on my knee, lock

pill everything, Via

hed, but she di

y played t

mpatience simmering

I need to know. Now. Y

back, voi

emies. Unless yo

ped me. "If you d

oice until it was little m

ou're lyi

but I cut her off be

regret every damn