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The Apartment #70

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It was catching a strange look passing over Danes' face that made Daniel Ryland stop mid-sentence.
To his left, Maria sobbed loudly. To his right Rick let fly with abuse aimed at Harry Danes' meddling. Behind him, Tisha was trying to call for calm and DeStiy coughed loudly.
But that look. Ryland had seen it before. The face of an enemy, last bullet used, facing the muzzle of Ryland's own rifle. The eyes, wide with acceptance and fear.
Before Ryland strode behind him and the soldier's face exploded outward and the eyes no longer existed.
That look. Those eyes.

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