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Except he’d shown up in a stolen car just in time for McGrady to shoot him down. Bad timing, but dead men weren’t known for their luck.
They both turned back to the view. They drank their champagne. They were on a balance point as fine as the edge of the sword that lay on the balustrade between them. They slid along it a long time before Emily finally spoke.
