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Furious Fiction

Furious Fiction – September Submission

Her heart pounded like the beat of a rave as she skidded to a halt. Breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth, she fought to slow her heart rate and breathing. If she wanted to make the shots, she needed to get control of herself. She peered around the corner and checked the escalator. Still deserted. Thank God, she’d beaten them.