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Bourbon On The Rocks #249

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The shot cut through the air, echoing so loudly it effectively killed the night and brought on the dawn. Everything had that early morning glow around me, but I still had my arm outstretched, aiming at the air where Diamond’s head had been just a moment before. My arm started shaking. I was still trying to process what I’d actually done. Had I really just killed a man in cold blood? Was I going to be able to live with the consequences of my actions? I guessed only time would tell.

But I was quite sure he actually was armed…

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    Neville Hunt almost 3 years ago

    I’m sure too. It don’t make no sense for him not to be!

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