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Too Much Blood

DEL MORINO

The atmosphere surrounding me was oppressive. It was more than I wanted to acknowledge the weight of the bodies—the loss, the blood —was bearing down on me. But I had to hide it. I couldn't let my men see me fall apart. Not at this time. I had a lot of work to do. I froze for a moment staring out at the clearing where the dead bodies were strewn about like discarded dolls. I needed to concentrate.

The anger and fear that were brewing inside of me were ...