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- The taller of the two stepped between my guns and his partner while simultaneously rushing at me. It happened in the blink of an eye.
- The Sandman dart exploded uselessly on his shoulder, but the 9 mm round hit him center mass. Even with Kevlar, the brute force of the lead slug should have staggered him. All he did was grunt. It wasn’t even a cough or cry of controlled pain. A grunt. Like a bullet fired from five feet away was—at most—an irritant.
- Oh … shit.
- -Relentless pg. 317, Kindle Edition.
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