Setting the scene…
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Test Source: Subject Four
Our famed named journalist intern not at it again. Took some time off from radio and broadcasting went into blue collar work. Rent out jet skis on the weekend at the river bring in shipyard freight containers during the week. So journalist…
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Previously
…Vane's eyes narrowed. "Who?" I looked at Sharma. She looked back, her gun still raised. "I don't know yet. But I'm going to find out." A shot rang out. Not from Vane's gun. Not from Sharma's. From somewhere behind us, across the yard. Vane staggered, a red bloom spreading across his chest. He looked down, surprised, then crumpled to the ground. Sharma and I dove for cover as more shots rang out, the sound echoing off the containers. I pressed my back against the steel, the manifest still in my hand, my heart pounding. Someone else was here. Someone who wanted us all dead.