Page 361 of Rangers Mountain Rescue

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A pause.

Then—

“Some,” he admits.

That’s not good enough.

I turn to him.

“Not some.”

His jaw tightens.

“This isn’t as simple as kicking in doors.”

“No,” I say. “It’s simpler.”

He frowns.

“You expose them.”

Silence.

Because that’s the part they don’t like.

That’s the part they can’t control.

“You release this,” I continue, nodding toward the maps, the names, the evidence, “and they don’t get to hide.”

“They’ll fight it,” he says.

“Good.”

“They’ll bury it.”

“Try.”

“They’ll come after anyone connected to this.”

I step closer.

Let him see it.

“They already did.”

A beat.

Then—

“You’re serious,” he says.

I don’t answer.

Don’t need to.

Because he sees it.

Because he knows.

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