Kara was ignoring everything else but trying to kill the god before her. He had hurt Danica...he would pay for that. Her blows kept coming faster and harder, her lips pulled back into a grimace of rage. She wasn't going to relent or wear out...
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Snorting, ponytail turned and walked down the hall. He and the uniform remained within eyesight of her, chatting. Of Chrissy there was no sign.
"Is it true?" the uniform asked the detective. Ponytail nodded. "I hear the governer is pushing the prosecuter to go for the death penalty, even though she didn't kill the victim." The uniform shook his head. "Jesus. Guess it is what she deserves."