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- One soldier raised his pistol, his hand steady. Modo jerked to the left, dragging his hostage with him, and the bullets pinged off the boiler. Miss Hakkandottir ripped her hand from his grip, screamed in rage and swung it back behind her, so that he had to use the wrench to deflect the metal hand. It struck the boiler, making it ring like a bell. (Slade, 188)
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