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“Quite an accurate shot.”
A slightly frail and scholarly-looking middle-aged man squatted beside the incinerator, parting blood-soaked hair with gloved hands of pure white to examine the bullet hole that had precisely pierced the brow.
“That new kid seems to be a Talent-type sniper; all his shooting scores are excellent.”
Beside him, a pot-bellied man with coarse skin, wearing a ...
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