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"No, you can't do this, she's innocent." Angel's face, as pure and impeccable as an angel's, was fraught with anger and tension.
"For the glory of Black Paradise to shine across the world, I can do anything." Richard's eyes were filled with fervent craziness, "Honorable Miss Angel, you have thirty seconds."
A touch of gray clouded Angel's clear blue eyes, echoing pain and struggle.
The young girl dressed against the mainstream, her face drained of all color. Yes, she was Petra, Dahlia's classmate, who was bragging about her boyfriend not long ago.
Her boyfriend —a rich, successful man —was always in designer gear.
For the first time in her life, Petra was held at gunpoint by a terrorist, a deranged one at that. In this moment of crisis, she instinctively thought of her boyfriend, who she always relied on.
