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... table—or it should’ve been.
The muzzle of her gun flashed in the dark, the sound of gunfire split the air as bullets whizzed past them.
Too close.
Gabriel ducked low, shielding Diane instinctively as he pulled her against the stalled SUV.
Riot crouched on the other side, his injured shoulder pressed against the wheel well, teeth clenched against the pain.
"Damn it," Riot hissed. "She’s lost her mind."
"She always was insane," Gabriel muttered, his ...
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