Killing another human was supposed to be hard. The perp had turned, swinging the gun out at arms length like a stuntman in a video. Miller's partner, a ten year veteran named Carson, had shouted out the warning.
The perp had come out of the hole with a gun in one hand, dragging a woman by the hair with the other. The call had been from an illegal restaurant almost at the mass center. He'd been twenty-two, just married, talking about having kids. The first time Miller killed anyone was in his third year working security. He was a Methodist many years ago, but in his later years he mostly drank. He had an ex-wife named Candace they had been divorced for about two and a half years. Miller is a Belter born on Ceres, where he lived in an apartment on the eighth level he had only been off the station four times in his life. Miller has a "sad basset hound face" and was rarely seen without his porkpie hat.
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