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“I got him covered,” Foley said to Sam. “Check on the girl.” He kicked the dropped rifle away from the body, and stared down at Williams.
Sam holstered his weapon, and hurried to where Miranda lay in the fetal position on the ground, sobbing loudly. He knelt next to her, and touched her shoulder.
“Miranda, right?” he asked.
Mandy started, and shrunk away from his touch. “No… no… don’t!” she sobbed.
“It’s okay, you’re safe now,” Sam said softly. “It’s over.”
Mandy turned her face to Sam. “Is he… is he… ?”
“Yes,” Sam said. “He’s dead. He can’t hurt you anymore.”
Mandy pushed herself to a sitting position, and fell against Sam.
“Oh God,” she whimpered. “He… he… he r***d me.”
“It’s okay now,” Sam said.
“He… killed other girls,” Mandy continued.
“I know,” Sam placed his arm over
