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... ife. The seller's rough, calloused hands gripped the large, rusted gun with a firm steadiness that showed he wasn't bluffing. His dark, weathered eyes were locked onto Liam, his finger hovering just over the trigger, ready to fire at a moment's notice.
Yet, despite the very real threat, Liam remained perfectly still, not even a flicker of fear in his expression. His stance was relaxed, his gaze unwavering as if the barrel of the weapon pointed at his face was nothing more than an inconve ...
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