I don't usually wax poetic about music, but this was different. I'd been holding the gun too long, and too damn tight. If I'm right about there being no survivors, then I've had my brilliant idea for the day. I wasn't sure it the ammo would go through the first vamp and into the second.
It implied she'd done something wrong, and she hadn't. Holding the gun that way meant I'd want to get in close before I fired. It's why they'd apologized for dragging me up on stage earlier. The fire alarms filled the space with high-pitched echoes.
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