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... d his hand, the medallion settling against his chest as the pulse in his eyes slowed to a steady beat. The river moved on as it always had, reeds swaying gently along the bend the villagers had pointed out.
He stepped toward the waterline.
The mud near the bank was soft, churned in patches where something heavy had hauled itself in and out.
He crouched and pressed his fingers into the earth.
It had been recently disturbed.
Why are they hunting in the middl ...
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