Slowly drawing a loaded pistol from the leather hostel that was strapped around her left leg, Abby switched the safety off and pressed her body up against the side of the booth. I’m ready, she told herself determinedly, grinding her teeth in anticipation of the awaited ambush. They can have the joy of killing me, but they won’t have the satisfaction of seeing my fear.
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