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In the Iron Goddess restroom, Shea scrubbed furiously at the blood on her hands, arms, face, and chest. Her shirt and b*a, both splotched with ruddy brown stains, lay in a heap on the floor. She kept thinking about Labrys. Those f*****g earrings glinting in the light. The look of surprise and horror as Shea let her die.
The restroom door squeaked open. “Havoc, you all right?” asked Indigo. “You been in here awhile. Oh, sorry, I didn’t realize you were naked.” Indigo turned around, shielding her eyes from Shea.
“Labrys shot Jessica.”
“What? But you said it was Lizzie.”
“Labrys left her earrings at my place the other night. She was wearing them tonight. Musta come by to pick them up and found Jessica there.” Shea dried herself off with paper towels and pulled on an Iron Goddess hoodi
