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... e a quiet accusation—ugly, industrial, and far too still. The air outside was thick with humidity and bloodlust, even though not a single drop had fallen yet.
I stepped out of the car. Gravel crunched beneath my shoes.
Cameron was already waiting by the entrance, hands shoved in his pockets, that familiar sheepish tilt to his stance. Gray stood a few feet away, arms crossed, and eyes sharp beneath the low brim of his cap. A few of our men fanned out, forming a loose perimeter. ...
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