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Standing Still

Jack crouched lower, his breath steady. The man, rugged and deliberate, scanned the ruin like he knew it. Emma whispered, “He’s not lost.” Ravi swallowed. “Then why hesitate?” The stranger stood by the SUV, fingers gripping the cloth-wrapped object. Jack’s gut twisted. He wasn’t just looking—he was waiting for something.
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