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Submitted to Contest #166
“You need to get out,” Vance said. I grimaced. I didn’t turn to look back at him, standing behind me, but I could feel his dark gaze on my back. I ignored it. Just kept loading the flats into the van. Heave, stack, shift into place. One after another. Get out. That’s all I’d been hearing for nearly a week now. All the way down the ladder. Starting with the Big Dog, passing the warning down as a type of professional courtesy, then spreading among the crews like wildfire in mere days. The Big Dog himself had been gone first. He knew his bu...
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