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“Drop your weapon and let the hostage go,” Grayson McCoy said, aiming at Florian. “You’re outnumbered.”
Florian grimaced, then laughed nervously.
“You’re so rude,” he said. “First you storm in here shooting, and then you want to arrest me? Where are your manners?”
Grayson fired a coil shot that barely missed Florian’s head.
“Those are our manners,” Grayson said.
“What are you arresting me for?” Florian asked. “Don’t I have a right to know, Miss Special Agent?”
“The murder of Tavin Miloschenko and at least a dozen others,” she said. “I witnessed it with my own eyes.”
“Ah,” Florian said. “Did you?”
The question took Devika off-guard.
“He’s toying with you!” Michiko shouted.
CRACK!
Florian hit her on the head with his coil. Michiko reeled and wanted to vomit.
“You say that I k
