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On any other day, and in any other case, he would have killed his prey right at that moment. From his perch in the west tower, he had the perfect view and the perfect shot for all three targets.
But his goal was not killing any of the three—at least for now.
He congratulated himself on the success of his plan. Even the unplanned arrival of Hugh Smith had been heaven sent.
The stubborn girl wasn’t one to be ordered, without asking questions, ones that the general clearly wasn’t answering.
At the car door, MacDonald held Anneliese’s hands in his and put his forehead to hers, probably saying goodbye.
Her face went stark white, and she threw herself in his arms.
Even he could see the hug she gave him was heartbreaking, as if she was just now realizing he was leaving her alone.
After
