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Welcome to Part 8 of Blood Angel Rising, presented to you 8 sentences at a time through Weekend Writing Warriors. Check out the first seven installments here.
“I said drop it!” the cop shouted, but Monica kept her weapon trained on him.
Had he heard the screams? she wondered.
“You really don’t have a clue what’s happening here, do you?” she asked in her driest tone.
“I have a pretty good idea,” he said.
“I doubt it,” Monica replied with a wry smile. “If you did, you wouldn’t be here.”
Neither one of them lowered their pistol. Monica wanted to look back behind her and make sure the door at the end of the hall hadn’t opened, that the bleeding thing wasn’t coming at her again, but she knew if she even blinked this idiot sheriff would turn what had already been the worst day of her life into something even shittier.
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