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- <Easy on the people,> Cassie said. <Most are probably innocent.>
- I jumped in one easy bound onto the anchor desk. It collapsed. I rolled away.
- <Am I seeing snap-on hair on Bobby Baransky?!> Marco cried.
- <Oh, I think so!> Cassie said, growling and backing Christine's blandly handsome weenie sidekick up onto his news desk.
- CRASH!
- Another news desk upended. I slid it across the floor and into the weather map "green screen" for good measure.
- ZZEWEEEEEE . . . SSZZZZ . . .
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