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When she came to, Fran tasted the sand in her mouth. Then the pain reminded her she was alive. Coughing, she pulled herself into a sitting position. Her left wrist felt heavier for some reason. Her eyes turned to it and saw the handcuffs before following the very short leash to a strange woman at her side.
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