"I wish she would just frick'n grow up. If she doesn't have the balls to show up and face me, just say it!"
An agitated shadow faced left and then right, fighting with itself and darkness, along the cement floor of a three-story parking garage.
"I don't need anyone wasting my time."
"Good, neither do I." A voice answered.
The pacing shadow spun, "You came--"
Bullets rang out.
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