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Ashby Hill wasn't ready for what hit it.
By noon, the town buzzed with whispers and disbelief. Screens in cafés and phones in pockets played grainy footage of the confrontation inside Wren's Blooms-the confrontation that was never meant to be seen. Though Juniper's face was partly obscured by shadows and smoke, locals recognized the voice, the pre