Page 357 of Rangers Mountain Rescue

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“Not anymore.”

He lunges.

Knife flashes—

I catch his wrist.

Twist.

Bone strains.

He fights it.

Strong.

Too strong.

“You think you’re the hero?” he growls.

“I think I’m the one ending you,” I reply.

He shifts—

Breaks the hold—

Drives the blade toward me—

I redirect—

Turn—

Drive him down—

Hard.

Knife skids across the floor.

Gone.

Now it’s just fists.

Raw.

Brutal.

Final.

“You don’t understand the people behind this,” he says, blood at his mouth now.

“Politicians. Agencies. Money that never stops moving—”

I hit him.

Hard.

“Then they’re next,” I say.

That stops him.

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