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“Heaven help me, Shae,” he whispered into her ear. “I’m going to kill them all.”
She felt sick with eagerness, and powerful in a way she hadn’t felt for years.
“Racehorses, though, they run because they look at the horse on their left, they look at the one on their right, and they think, No way am I second to these fuckers.”