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because of what these hands could do from 800 yards.

But Chen is dying. And ordinary won’t save him.

I exhale half a breath. The crosshairs settle on a shadow crouched behind corrugated steel. I can see his barrel flash. I can see his rhythm. He fires every 4.2 seconds. Methodical. Trained.

Not trained enough.

Between one heartbeat and the next, I squeeze.continue reading …