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One shot to the heart and he fell to the floor.
I knelt by his side, and he stirred.
"You've lost, sir." he said, and he pulled from his pocket
a calling card bearing one word.
And then, just like smoke, the thin man disappeared
and the air took a tremulous chill.
I picked up his card and my heart turned to stone
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