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Natayla sat with h back pressed against the bar... trying not to shake... the gun held tight to her chest... she saw Lucas in the door firing ... she had no choice but to speak
"Is it safe." she wondered if either would find it odd she had no trace of a russian accent
"Is it safe." she wondered if either would find it odd she had no trace of a russian accent