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... room like a frantic, cornered animal. Sweat poured down her face and soaked through her armpits as she circled the room. The tech guys kept their eyes glued to their screens, fingers hammering keys, pretending she wasn’t unraveling right in front of them.
Bishop didn’t even look up at first. "Will you shut the fuck up."
Amanda froze. The fingernail she’d been nervously chewing slipped from her lips and rubbed down her white trousers, streaking a thin line of blood. Bishop’s face ...
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