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... wiped two heavy black pistols from the guards’ holsters. Her movements were fluid, almost predatory, as she crossed the guns in front of her, using their holsters to rack the slides in one smooth motion.
Click-clack.
The sharp sound of bullets chambering snapped the guards’ heads around. Their jaws dropped, eyes wide with shock, as they processed the sight of the stunning psychologist now holding them at gunpoint. Daniel’s drunken haze shattered, his face paling. "Harleen, what t ...
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