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Henry thought he of all people should know just how quickly a person could die, just how comparatively little force or effort had to be expended to end a life. A punch here, a push there, the wrenching of an arm in just the right way – what did it matter, in the end? It had all finished the same way, with a man dead by Henry’s hand.
Someone died at the hotel that day, but it wasn't Henry.