The gunshot was enormous in the enclosed space. The sound hit the concrete walls and the metal ceiling and bounced back from everywhere at once. Ayven's body jerked. His eyes went wide and his mouth opened and he looked down at his own stomach with an expression of complete disbelief. The blood came fast. It spread across the white of his school shirt in a dark expanding circle, soaking through the fabric, and his hands went to it automatically, pressing against it, and came away red and wet. He looked at his hands. "Angel," he whispered. His legs stopped working and he went down. Angel heard the shot and she screamed, a sound that had no words in it, just pure animal terror, and she reached out blindly and her hands found Ayven and she felt the wet warmth of the blood and screamed again. "Ayven! Ayven!" And then from the entrance of the warehouse a different scream came, high and agonized and female, and Monica turned and the security team was already pouring through the openi
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