CHAPTER
ONE
\"Bob， you re doing it again.\" A woman s voice，
filled with infinite scorn. Or， possibly worse，
compassion. He was trying too hard to catch his
balance to be sure， and the voice was softened
with an unfamiliar drawl. Things were still
ii blurry， but there was an impression of bright
lights in darkness， the smell of--popcorn?， the
feel of a woman s arm under his hand， and--
i~ His vision sharpened， focused on the woman
and then， shockingly， on the sandy-haired man
behind her， aiming the rifle at--him?--her?
He yanked the woman toward him and down，
twisting himself over her， knowing that there
was no way mortal flesh could beat a bullet but
knowing he had to try， ignoring her shriek. His
back hit something that wobbled， creaked， and
he tucked her head into the curve of his arm and
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