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The hired thug filled the door frame, his hulking form starting to slouch a little from the chase. "Just where do you think you're going?" he snarled at her.
She gave him a slow, hard look, without even blinking her long lashes. "Where do I think I'm going?" she repeated. A smile began to curl at the corners of her mouth as she drew a revolver from her handbag. "Anywhere I want," and she punctuated her sentence with one clean shot.