Prologue

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Prologue

They say she ran two miles in five minutes, but she was running for her life. Just when she thought she was safe, disaster struck, she tripped on a tree stump. Her arm was bleeding, she had cut it open when she fell. I didn't know what to do, this was a twisted game I was forced to watch from behind a tree. She got up, but it was too late, he was here. He pointed gun to her and prepared to fire.

"Go ahead," Sparrow looked him straight in the eye, "Shoot."

One, two, three, gunshots I heard. And that was the last time I saw Sparrow Evans.

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