Neon Lies
The urn crashed to the floor with a loud thud, sending a cloud of gray-white ashes and broken porcelain flying in all directions.
Macie coughed violently from the dusty cloud, quickly grabbed a water glass nearby, and drenched the powdery mess, turning it into a sodden lump.
I shot Macie a glare filled with pure loathing. My body surged with a sudden burst of strength, and I wrenched myself free from the bodyguard's grip. I lunged at Macie, hands closing around her throat, my mind screaming for vengeance.
Gasping for air, Macie's eyes rolled back as she pleaded for help. "Mr. Jones, save me..."
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