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... fuck up—but I stop halfway, swallowing a mouthful of dry saliva.
God. How many of them are armed?
I sweep the bar with my eyes. Dim lamps, shadows, faces watching. How many of them are Skinwalkers?
The Greens. If they’re here? We’re already dead.
Why am I even here?
Because I must be, because I feel some twisted obligation to be here. My legs walked me in like they had a mind of their own.
It’s just like with the blue-hanged man. I wasn’t in contro ...
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