Page 104 of Rangers Mountain Rescue
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Loud.
Standing right at my side.
Good dog.
The man’s eyes flick down briefly.
Then back to me.
“We don’t need to make this messy.”
I almost smile.
“It already is.”
His expression shifts.
Subtle.
But I catch it.
Decision made.
He lifts his hand.
And everything explodes.
