Page 295 of Rangers Mountain Rescue
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Hands closer to weapons now.
This is it.
This is where it breaks.
I straighten slowly.
Box in one hand.
Other hand free.
Ready.
“You first,” I say.
His brow furrows.
“What?”
“You want it?” I continue quietly. “Come get it.”
The room goes dead silent.
Even the air feels like it’s holding its breath.
Because now?
Now we’re one move away from everything going to hell.
The agent studies me.
Long.
Hard.
Calculating.
Trying to decide—
If I’m bluffing.
I’m not.
Not even close.
Behind me, Briggs shifts.
Low voice.
“Just say the word.”
I don’t look at him.
Don’t need to.
Because I already know—
They’ve got my back.
