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"She's beauty, she's grace, she'll shoot you in the face," Hancock murmured, arms folded over the windowsill as he looked at the street below, at sunlight on pale skin and bullets in place of poker chips. A pair of ridiculous sunglasses looked straight up at him, and he ducked to the soft sound of his name in a familiar accent. "Shit, she saw."
Fahrenheit rolled her eyes and threw an empty Jet inhaler at him. "You disgust me."
