A Bigger Problem
A chill settled over the group. Caldwell’s instincts screamed that they had walked into something much bigger than a simple rescue. “Who else is here?” he asked carefully. Argil exhaled. “We don’t know exactly who they are. But they deal in large quantities of illegal contraband, mostly shiny stuff.” Argil took Caldwell and Rodriguez past the treeline.
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