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... p> The last time he’d been here, Hawks had been bleeding out on the floor. Dying. Now someone else was trying to claim it.
The building sat low and wide. Single story. Concrete walls painted a faded grey, streaked with rust stains from the metal panels near the roof. No windows on the front. Just solid wall. The big roll-up door at the center was shut tight, chains hanging from the handle.
But there was a side entrance. Regular steel door. Propped open.
And there were peo ...
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