Peasy can see color

The dead lieutenant sank his fingers into her upper lip and held her jaw shut with the heel of his hand. He glared at the auburn hair poking out from under her duty cap.
“****ing redheads,” he muttered as the exes tore open her stomach. “All you *****es are gonna die.”

Excerpt From Ex-Patriots, pg 470
Peter Clines
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