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Proserpina

Shark fell to the ground, the shot having hit him dead in the center of the forehead. But I did not care to look at him, all my attention was on Lucien as he collapsed, the gun falling from his hands as he collapsed onto the floor, ashen-faced.

I tried to rise but it was too much for me; hopelessly, sobbing his name aloud, I crawled to him.

The blood from his wounds was flowing freely now and ina second, my hands as I cradled his poor head, were wet and sticky.

Delirious with sorrow, I crooned,

“Lucien, my love, no, don’t you DARE leave me.’

His eyelids fluttered but remained shut.

***

There was a sudden burst of noise and Schwartz raced into the room, followed by the wingmen. Someone was yelling but I was only aware of Schwartz as he gently prised my hands away from Lucien.

‘Hey, hey there,' he said tenderly, lifting me to my feet.

“NO!’ I screamed, refusing to let go of my lover. And clutching at his shirt with my bloodied hands, I screamed,

“That …that monster shot him,
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