A couple of the joss sticks burned the back of her arms and her neck where her flesh was exposed, but Oliv didn’t complain. She just fallen out of a skyscraper. There were more than a few people on the street and it appeared that all of them had watched her fall. Gunfire still rant out above. They musts have been looking up when she tried the zip-line thing. Oliv stayed where she was for a second, still not sure that she really had survived. Maybe this was what heaven was like. Maybe heaven was so freakin’ great that even when you died horribly, you immediately thought you’d survived. But when Oliv sat up her back hurt. That probably meant this wasn’t heaven. She swung her feet over the table and jumped to the sidewalk. Her audience was splitting time between looking at her and staring up at the open window, where the gun battle was raging. Oliv brushed herself off and tried to pretend her heart wasn’t still racing. These people were looking at her like maybe she came from Krypton, and she didn’t want to disappoint.
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