Gunshot.

Clark on the floor.

Her fault.

Last year: a new partner. His eagerness and naivety, her exasperation.

His friendship and trust. Her callousness.

His love. Her rejection.

His pain.

Her blindness.

His faithfulness.

Her…inaction.

Now:

A fearful crowd. A remorseless gangster. Clark’s body on the floor.

Her fault.


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