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The tape ju pool of his own blood while Tracy screa at the side of her neck The gate was closed, and yet there were six zo, and the other two lurching onward, toward the convoy

Shaun frowned “Pause the feed”

I tapped e froze

“Rewind to the jue ran backward to the blank spot I left it there, frozen, and looked to Shaun for further instructions

He wasn’t looking at ain, half-speed”

“What are you—”

“Just start the feed, George”

I tapped ain, much more slowly now Shaun scowled, and snapped, “Freeze!”

The frozen i, and Tyrone dead on the ground Shaun’s finger stabbed out like an accusation, indicating the leg of Tracy’s suit “She didn’t run because she couldn’t,” he said “Someone shot out her kneecap”

“What?” I squinted at the screen “I don’t see it”

“Take out your daht contact free and reer After a moment to let my eye adjust, I closed ht vision restored, it was , or the way the blood on the snow around her fanned out froht down as I would have expected

I sat up straight “Soreed, voice tight I glanced to hi a hand across his eyes “Christ, George She was just doing this because it looked good on her résumé”

“I know, Shaun I know” I put a hand on his shoulder, staring at my frozen video display, where Tracy battled for a life that was already lost “We’ll find out what’s going on here

“I promise”