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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Keia" data-source="post: 917256" data-attributes="member: 98">Syracuse Hancock International Airport Departures RowSyracuse, New York7:16pm Late Spring, 2003To any observer, the scene at the black sedan looked very similar to a Chinese fire drill with four people trying to get into four doors but all wanting to enter different doors that the ones they were entering.  For Durant, looking at the situation, he felt his internal danger clock alarm start to go off and the hairs on his neck started to rise.On the drivers side front door, Terrell has just finished a "Yes, sir," then had a funny look on his face as he thought through whether he should have said no or not.  On the passenger's side rear door, Durant had just received a cat carrier and computer, for the second time in five minutes.  On the passenger's side front door, there was a jam as Lorelai slid into the seat that Lt. Stewart was about to sit in.  As Stewart leaned into the front seat to speak, a light popping noise came from his left upper arm and a small spray of blood followed immediately thereafter.  The blood spattered onto the headrest of the front seat and onto the back seat.  Lorelai felt a warm wetness on the side of her face as the spray barely caught the side of her face.A small grunt releasing from his mouth, Stewart's face contorted in more anger than pain or shock as he looked at his arm then ducked behind the open passenger door, pushing Lorelai's upper body down into the seat. Durant looked from his position at the rear passenger's door and spotted the shooter, standing behind a brick pillar sixty feet awayOOC: Durnat, Nguyen</blockquote>

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