Can't Wait Any Longer

"You're bleeding, Ms. Fairchild,” the police officer urged.

Alison didn't respond; her eyes were filled with anticipation.

Amidst the hail of gunfire, she finally heard a low shout.

"Over here."

"Jack?" she whispered.

"Is that Mr. Winston?" the nearby officer called out to the man.

"Yes! Quick...

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