Now:

     The two guys who'd pulled away Whisper's rags made a grab for her.

     They knew they couldn't just hold her down and rape her the way they wanted to, not right there in the middle of Rags Boulevard. They planned to drag her to a place more private.

     They figured they could do that to a razorblade.

     That's how beautiful Whisper was.

     One look at her, and all most men could think about was fucking her, nothing else.

     Whisper gripped the handle of the razor she held in her right hand.

     She slashed the throat of one man with her first swing.

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