She cracked the first grim smile since they'd run from the scene. "Me, go crazy? Don't sound like me."
She poured sugar into the cup and stirred it for something to do with her hands even through she didn't like sugar in her coffee. When the waitress left to give them some time to think about ordering, she picked up the conversation.
"The fact is that the sniper was so good, we're not dead because the sniper didn't want us dead. I can make that shot, if I don't think about it first. It was dark and quiet up there. We didn't even hear the other guy until he fell down."
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