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Hollow Point II

My eyes wandered from the road, to the couple, to the peculiar militants, and I wondered where they had all come from. I also wondered whether those bullets might come raining back down on me, but that was a problem for my future self to worry about.

Presently I was secure and detached, a pleasant state of mind that was abruptly shattered by what happened next…

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