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... dmitting a group of four hikers. They didn’t look like nature lovers; they looked like vultures. Dressed in expensive outdoor gear and smelling of cheap whiskey, they swaggered into the center of the room, kicking chairs aside.
"Hey! Anyone alive in this dump? We’re starving!" said the leader, slamming his hand onto a table so hard the salt shakers jumped.
Helen approached them, her face a mask of weary professionalism. She tried to maintain that regal posture, but it was crumbli ...
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