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He spotted nothing, which meant--- The trap was outside the perimeter, not inside! Just as he whirled around, Howell heard the creak of the gates hinge. Two shadows hurtled toward him. In the split-second that the moonlight caught their faces, he recognized the soldiers from the tavern. Instantly More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Chip Vaughn the knife appeared in his hand. hat mccullough

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