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Then his eyes rol ed back in his head. I lunged forward, grabbing his shoulders as he col apsed. It was a messy move to start with, and his added weight overbalanced me, sending me sprawling. My a*s hit the pavement as Falin’s back slammed into my stomach, and the air whooshed out of me. But I caught him, his head hitting my chest instead of cracking against the pavement. Of course, judging by the blood matting his long hair, someone might have already cracked his skul . PC ran a circle around us, dragging his leash behind him before final y stopping to lick Falin’s hand. The man didn’t so much as twitch. “What happened to you?” I whispered, stil trying to regain my breath. I turned Falin’s head to an angle that looked more comfortable—and one that I hoped would give me a better view
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