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We separate.

Navarro crosses the ridge.

“East side,” I order.

Kane and Holt move left.

Trent and Arthur circle right.

I continue through the center.

Another shot comes from above.

It passes close enough for me to hear it.

I climb faster.

Taylor’s voice guides me.

“Twenty yards. He’s behind a rock formation.”

I stop.

Navarro speaks from the other side.

“Campbell.”

“Drop the weapon.”

“You took something I paid for.”

Rage burns through me.

“Sage was never yours.”

“Greg made a deal.”

“Greg is dead.”

“And you think that changes anything?”

“It changes everything.”

Navarro steps from behind the rock.

His gun points toward me.

Mine points toward him.

“You have nowhere to go,” I say.

“I have money.”

“You have armed men lying across your warehouse.”

“I can buy more.”

“You’ll never touch another girl.”