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... he didn't turn it down.
He let it run over him, washing away the sweat, the dirt, the mess of the last few hours. Steam filled the small safehouse bathroom, covering the mirror so he didn't have to see himself.
His body ached—not just from the bruises but from everything weighing on him.
The gun jammed. He should be dead.
But he wasn't.
As he laid into his bed he was staring at the ceiling and it hit him.
He really tried to do it.
His chest ...
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