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Jones laughed, a humorless, feral sound, taken up in a chorus by his men. “If you were planning to rob me, you could have at least brought a gun.”
“Oh, I did,” said Victor, holding out his hand. Slowly, as if performing a trick, he curled three of his fingers in, leaving his thumb up and his index extended.
“See?” he said, pointing the finger at Jones.
Jones no longer seemed amused. “You some kind of—?”
“Bang.”
There was no gunshot—no earsplitting echo or spent cartridge or smoke—but Jones let out a guttural scream and fell to the floor as if hit.
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seninle konuştuğumda, ruhumdaki yara ruhumla barışırdı; rahatlardım. ama ben, senin acına çare olamazdım, biliyordum bunu.
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...aklı ile duyguları arasındaki anlaşmazlık....artıyor.
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