59 - Struck

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"Th - they want me to go with them." Eden was crouched and in the middle of picking up an ancient, crumpled stretch of black tarp by an incomplete wall. She waved away a cloud of dust from her face before twisting around to reply. "Go on ahead. Just make sure there's a car left for me to take." Marco looked stricken as he stood ten feet away, face bloodless and terrified. Good. He should be. "You need to go," she said. "You shouldn't have come back in here just to tell me that." In fact, she was surprised the Salini had let him do that at all. Why hadn't they just dragged him off? Were they really waiting out there for him? "They, uh, told me to make sure that you know." ...How nice of them. She could only hope this gesture was a sign of Leo's vested interest in her safety the

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