I knock sounded at the door. D.A. jumped, and listened carefully. Standing in the shower, with HOT water pouring over her. I'll never regenerate at this rate! She thought. She heard the click of a gun, then another police knock came to the door. She stepped out, and grabbed her robe. Then, she thought about tucking a gun at her thigh. No, bad idea. Then she smiled. Tyeing the robe tight around her body.
She went to the door, and opened it.
"Yes?" She asked, sweat popped onto the five police officors brows. Her blood
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