He marched her out of the store, heaving her to the right to keep her from bumping into the doorframe.
He wasn’t an enforcer though. And he had a gun. The looming punishment was a little more final than what the enforcers tended to pull.
Has gun; has killed before.
Yeah, maybe, but I don’t think these people are actually here to punish you so much as make sure you come with them to meet with Coil.
He might kill her. It wasn’t like she hadn’t done something worth killing over. She’d drained people’s bank accounts, pocketed the funds. Thousands of dollars, sometimes.
A spot of light hung in the center of her vision. She’d pushed too hard with her power. She’d have to conserve the use of her power, now, or the migraine would knock her out cold when it arrived in force.
Ah, yeah. Time to stop knowing for a while.
Also, I finally got what kind of code she was trying to get. I’m an idiot sometimes.
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