Beschrijving
The noise was raucous, lively, and upbeat, so Jackie saw the blood spurting from the man next to Danny before she registered the sounds that didn’t fit. But those sounds continued—not musical, not conversational—but a rapid pk, pk, pk, interspersed with screams and chaos.
She would later remember the look of horror on Nadine’s face and the jolt to the back of her own head against an arm, and most oddly, a wristwatch, as she was thrown to the ground, a man’s body on top of her.
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