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Chapter 1189

"What the heck is that?" Quinn asked.

"A coyote," Alexander muttered, flipping open the mag to check. Four bullets left.

There were three of 'em in the grass, but who knew if there were more lurking around? If he fired and drew more in, they'd be toast with just four bullets.

While they were tal...

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