Hunt for Blood
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"Who are you!"
"I asked first!"
"You didn't ask, you shot me!"
"I'll do it again if you don't answer me!"
Then the building blew up.
"REALLY ASHER!"
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The story is a lot better than the description. I just can't write descriptions that well, so try it out. There will be explicit language and references, so if you don't like that, don't read this. Also, I may change the description as I work on this book so be aware of that if you actually choose to read this.
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