223 Then I was taken back upstairs, and turned over to a guard for placement in a cell. “Claire, want some coffee?” She nodded, still running through her thoughts like prayer beads, eyes turned inward. The sound of the shot seemed to echo forever, and I couldn't hear the yell I saw on the lips of the second warrior as he charged me. You should know, you've seen me in bed once, you helped bring me, remember.
Truthfully, I wasn't much good on alibiing Jason for the first murder, but on the second, I was pretty sure I had him covered. Stop calling me that. That sounds like what I've been saying, Asher, I said. Heinrick is a suspected terrorist.
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