Chapter 45 Gun to the Knee

The heavy door of the armored Maybach opens. The cold night air hits my skin. It cools the flush on my face and tightens my nerves. I step out onto the cracked asphalt of the alley. My legs tremble. The aftermath of the car leaves my muscles weak, but I lock my knees. I refuse to stumble.

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