| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - They wore dark suits, the generic uniform of everyone from terrorists to FBI. The one on top was facing toward her, except for his head, which was hanging at an unnatural angle and facing backwards on his shoulders.She glanced toward the front of the van, where Darien had un-quicksilvered, his eyes intent on the road ahead.A pile of shattered plastic by her foot.
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