THIRTY-TWO

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ON EARTH ♤ ♤ ♤ "What do you mean by stop?" She attacked. "This man is dangerous! I guess he's with an explosive device!" "I know, but we can't kill him. We need to speak to him and find out what this is all about." Miranda finally tore her eyes away from that of her friend as she sent a glare the way of the Asian-American lady. Angela sulked in her breath and then turned to the strange man who was still sprawled on the ground with the bullet wound on his leg bringing out some greasly red substance. Miranda's eyes opened at that but before she could speak, Angela had already pulled a gun from her back pocket and had shot the man directly on his chest. The man fell back with a yelp and laid unconscious on the ground. Angela had a smirk on her face as she caressed the gun in her hands

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