The door opened again. Taziri glanced back just in time to see Shahera leap forward and take a wild swing at the lone soldier emerging from the building. Her fist connected with the side of his face and the young man stumbled away from her.
"Ow! What the hell was... you!" Alonso rubbed his head. "What are you hitting me for?"
"I didn't know it was you," Shahera said. "I thought you were one of those soldiers."
"You hit one of my favorite eyes. It really hurts," he said, massaging the side of his face.
(from The Broken Sword, by Joseph Robert Lewis)
7½*/10. The full review is here.
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