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FORTY FOUR

"Solomon, put me down," I say to him for the hundredth time, but this big buffoon won't listen as he carries me toward the makeshift elevator.

We are getting close, and Solomon won't let me go so I can save Don.

I can't let him stay with Eddie and die.

We are close to the elevator, and I need to think quickly.

Looking around and biting my nail, I did the one thing I could think of in this situation.

Abdominal pain.

"Oh," I pretended to be in pain, making Solomon stop.

"What's wrong, he asks?" With a concerned look as he put me down.

I made a large rock as a chair and touched my stomach, doing as much acting to be in pain. Those lessons at private schools paid off. I wasn't a professional, but I could fake pain like having a period, but in this case, having a baby.

"My stomach hurts," I hiss and try as much be overreacting to fool a man. "Can you find a doctor or someone?"

"I'll call Kit, and he will see - shit!" He curses under his breath. "My radio is back there. I'll carry you."

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