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... sun — it was the kind of heat that blends with tension, that clings to your skin and makes every breath feel like a mistake. The road ahead, until now deserted, was now partially blocked by three mounted figures and two more on foot, all of them wearing the expression of men who didn’t believe in coincidences — much less in lone travelers with genuine luck.
My eyes swept the scene before a single word was spoken. The larger rocks off the roadside... good for ambushes. The tall brush to ...
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