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[Her already low voice has dropped to a lower tone. Maybe to keep steady? She speaks, hushed and hoarse.]

Heh. I been locked up before. That was for a blotched job, not on my part. I'm a killer. That's who I am. Y'can hurt me. Fuck it, you can kill me. But you can't make me sorry.

Hear that?

[Ah, there's still piss and vinegar in there. She ( Read more... )