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Chapter 11: Pandemonium breeds closeness
April
I grip Connor close as all of the windows in the shop erupt around us. Glass rains across the room, creating a symphony with my horrified screams.
Without a thought, Connor drags me behind the counter, keeping his body over mine. Popping sounds resound across the room, breaking glass, plates, and cups.
Rolling back, Connor pulls out a gun. His expression grows cold as the popping sounds continue.
“What’s happening?” I call out over the roaring sounds.
Connor glances my way quickly and shouts. “Someone’s shooting up the place.
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