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GFG – Small Knives For A Pistol
Fear and rust clung to Lena as she pressed against the wall, twin blades gleaming in anticipation. Dorian mirrored her stillness across from her, a silenced pistol held like an extension of himself. The instant his gaze wavered, she lunged – knives plunged deep, sending his gun clattering into the spreading stain at his feet.
