Page 235 of Ranger's Wildflower

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Perfect.

Exactly where we need to be.

I slow as the structure comes into view.

Glass. Steel. Long.

Too many angles.

Too many reflections.

Too many places to hide.

“Too many exits,” Trigger says.

“Too many places to watch from,” Beast adds.

Yeah.

All of it.

Tessa studiesit from beside me.

Quiet.

Focused.

Not intimidated.

“Someone’s here,” she says.

I glance at her. “You feel it?”

She nods.

“I don’t think they left.”

Good.

“Then we’re not chasing ghosts,” I say.

We move in on foot.

Tighter formation this time.

No room for mistakes.

I reach the door first.

Pause.

Listen.

Nothing.

No voices. No movement.

But that doesn’t mean empty.

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