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Gregor stepped out from the shadow of the warehouse and strode towards the woman. She lay on the ground, limp like a ragdoll, blood pooling in the dirt around her head. Gregor settled on his haunches beside her, his dust-coated boots grinding against the loose gravel.
“You lose, Maria. Everything you worked so hard for is now mine.”
“Come... closer,” she whispered.
He leaned in, not caring what she had to say, only wishing to watch her die. Her hand fell open at her side, revealing a black, rectangular device with a single button.
She pressed the button.
PS. In case you're wondering, a drabble is a short piece of writing exactly 100 words in length. Hope you liked it!
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