Cassidy Barr slid back toward her desk chair, never taking her eyes off the body. A dark spot had appeared from underneath it, spreading across her office carpet. A metallic smell assaulted her senses.
She slumped by her desk. She couldn’t think. For an hour, she remained as still as a statue. Outside her window, the gray afternoon faded to dark. Then she stirred, sat up straighter, and rubbed her eyes. What should she do next?
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