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... c," he said, his voice flat, emotionless. "You are cooked."
I blinked at him, my throat dry. "What... what do you mean?"
"Evric," he repeated, louder this time.
"Yes?" My voice cracked, barely holding together.
"You have to listen to me," Evans said, his tone calm but urgent.
"Okay—okay, I’ll listen," I stammered, my breathing suddenly coming out in short, uneven bursts. My chest felt tight. "I’m listening, Evans, I started hyperventilatin ...
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