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Bourbon On The Rocks #236

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I heard another gunshot and moved in the direction of the sound. I heard a scuffle and voices yelling back and forth. I came into a clearing near an office trailer that had a light pole outside of it, which was on. It was like a spotlight that was highlighting Striker and Harrigan as they fought with each other, rolling around in the dirt and each struggling to get control of the pistol.

“I trusted you, you son-of-a-bitch!” Harrigan yelled as he punched Striker in the face. They continued fighting for the gun, rolling and tumbling around…

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