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I rubbed my hand across my mouth. “We can’t worry about that. There are going to be more men coming, and they might prove to be a lot harder to deal with. Staying alive is the most important thing right now. Leaving the country is going to have to come second.”

Ryan cocked an eyebrow. “Don’t the two things come hand in hand?”

“Not right now, they don’t. We need to put some distance between us and this place.”

Dillon jerked his chin. “What are we going to do about him?”

We all looked to Timmo.

Rue stepped in, placing herself between us and the older man. “Please, don’t kill him. He did something stupid, but he doesn’t deserve to die for it.”

I wasn’t so sure. “He could easily have told them where we were deliberately. We can’t trust him.”

“The damage is done now,” she insisted. “They’re coming for us anyway.” She caught my eye. “Please, Kodee. Don’t do this. Don’t become like them.”

Like them. The men she’d been with before. Merciless men without a heart. Like the Joe Netties or the Capello brothers of this world.

“What if I need to become like them to survive?” I asked.

“Then it’s not worth living.”

I exhaled a sigh and slowly lowered the gun.

“I’m sorry,” Timmo jabbered. “I am. I never meant it. I just got talking.”

“Shut up. I don’t want to hear another word.”

Chapter Twelve

Rue

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WE NEEDED TO GET OUT of here, but first we needed to patch up Dillon’s leg. We couldn’t have him sitting in the car, bleeding everywhere. Even though the bullet had only nicked him, it was still enough blood loss to make him ill if we didn’t get it to stop.

“Have you got a first aid box?” I asked Timmo.

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