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The arrow flew straight, almost hitting its target, like they’d planned.

If she was going to keep investigating, after nearly dying by their hands, they’d up the stress.

On her family.

Because they’d kill her and enjoy it.

The Hollowhad demanded that she die, and that was exactly what they were going to do.

PERIOD.

WhenThe Hollowspoke, they listened.

As the arrow hit the cabin, just missing her, they fully expected her to charge back into the trees.

That was what they wanted.

But that wasn’t what they got.

Instead, they had seconds to get down before the trees were hit in a barrage of bullets, and aimed at where the arrow had come.

They.

Got.

Down.

Then, when she stopped firing, they took off. Through the woods they ran, putting space between them and with good reason.

She was unhinged.

The woman had indiscriminately fired two clips into the trees, not knowing who was there.

That told them all they needed to know.

A smart Native would run.

And run fast.

It was time to regroup.

As they disappeared into the trees, they knew they needed to figure out a way to stop this investigation.

And that was when it hit them.

The Chief of Police.

Well, this should be fun, and all kinds of interesting.

For them.

Not her.

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