James nodded and quietly gave the driver the address to Bellum. Using the hem of her sweater, she tried to wipe the blood from her neck and said little else while they rode back to the building. The silence wasn't strained, it was a hollow thing. James watched out the window and closed her eyes, drawing a deep breath that reminded herself that she was okay, she was fine. She was fine.
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