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Sean slams him against the wall.

The sound wipes away Patrick’s smile.

“Where is she?”

“I told you. Pueblo.”

“Which bus station?”

“There’s only one that matters.”

Sean tightens his hold on Patrick’s jacket.

“Wrong answer.”

Sheriff Cruz moves beside him.

“Let me take him.”

Sean doesn’t release Patrick.

“Campbell.”

“He knows where Navarro is.”

“And I have a deputy who helped him take a hostage.”

Across the building, Arthur keeps Ramirez face down on the concrete.

The deputy’s hands are secured behind him.

Blood runs from his nose.

His badge lies several feet away.

Cruz looks at it.

Anger and betrayal fill her face.

“He’ll talk,” she says.

Ramirez lifts his head.

“I didn’t know about the bomb.”

Cruz turns toward him.

“But you knew about Frank.”

Ramirez looks away.

“You installed the transmitter,” Taylor says.

“My family⁠—”

“Don’t,” Cruz warns.

Ramirez closes his mouth.