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‘At me,’ she uttered, holding her own pistol high and aiming it steadily. I shall still believe in you. Lucy felt the hairs on her neck rise. I didn’t believe him and I said so. Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below.

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