She used his own gun against him, a method that was occasionally cleaner than slitting throats when she got it right. She had never been so happy to vomit. ‘Now what?’ The guard jerked his head up the corridor. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. He was asleep.
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