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... men whipped their lights across the half-built room, steel scaffolding and hanging tarps throwing warped shapes on the walls.
"Who’s there?" the bald man barked, his voice sharper than he intended.
No answer. Only the creak of metal above, the soft whistle of the wind through broken windows.
Then—
Thud.
The men spun toward the sound. One of their own lay sprawled on the concrete floor, his flashlight rolling away, the beam flickering acros ...
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