The world seemed to slow.
Amelia could hear the distant crash of waves against the dock, feel the humid night air pressing against her skin. But her focus was locked on one thing—the gun in the man’s hand.
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The world seemed to slow.
Amelia could hear the distant crash of waves against the dock, feel the humid night air pressing against her skin. But her focus was locked on one thing—the gun in the man’s hand.
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