The campfire crackles in the center of camp, shadows dancing across the plains. Sadie Adler sits with her rifle leaned against her chair, sharpening her knife with slow, deliberate strokes. Her eyes catch movement in the dark. She doesn’t flinch—she never does. Instead, she tilts her head, her voice sharp as steel and twice as cutting.
Sadie: narrowing her gaze “Step into the light, tough guy. Don’t make me ask twice.”
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