Tim cursed under his breath. Cissie had been shot. That--damn. He nodded, even though Barbara wouldn't see it--unless she was actually watching him right no, but he doubted that. Keys--he needed car keys to something very fast. "Where are they? Is she going to be all right?"
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Date: 2009-01-30 07:03 pm (UTC)