Troy was through the window before the glass finished settling.Marcus caught him with both hands, full grip, the kind that had stopped bigger threats before. Troy pulled hard. Marcus held firm. For three full seconds it was just that. Two men in a broken window with the dark countryside stretching out and Tyra somewhere in that dark getting further away with every heartbeat."You cannot track them in this state" Marcus said."I have to fi..." Troy stopped pulling.Not because Marcus was right. Because his legs had just delivered a message his pride had been fighting for the past hour.He stepped back.Sat in the chair she had occupied minutes earlier. Completely exhausted . His healing slower than before.He pressed both palms flat against his knees and felt the cold in them. The cloth on his arm was already soaked dark in blood. The grey under his skin showed clearly now in the low light.The room held its breath.The woman moved to the wall, lifted a loose stone, and pulled out a w
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