Page 284 of Rangers Mountain Rescue

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Too quiet.

Deserted, since I took them to the Last Stand Tavern.

Aspen steps out beside me before I can stop her.

“Stay close,” I murmur.

“I will.”

I believe her.

But that doesn’t mean I relax.

Not even a little.

“Set perimeter,” I order.

The team moves instantly.

CIA spreads too.

Too close.

Too coordinated.

I don’t like it.

Not one bit.

“Barn first,” I say.

No argument this time.

Good.

Because I wasn’t asking.

The door creakswhen I push it open.

Loud in the silence.

Inside—

Dust floats in the air.

Moonlight cuts through broken slats.

Everything still.

Everything untouched.

But I feel it.

That edge again.

Something’s here.

Or was.

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