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Yasmina Khan sat on the edge of the broken overpass, her sharp eyes fixed on the treeline. Beside her, Brady Bud adjusted the strap of his pack, his jaw tight. yasmina khan brady bud

Brady nodded. "Then what?"

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"You don't have to stay," she said, not looking at him. dusk bleeding into violet