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The Cost Of Freedom

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What to do?… what to do?…

Her phone buzzed softly, dragging her attention back. The battery icon blinked red.

15%.

A sharp wave of panic washed over her.

“Of course,” she muttered bitterly. “Of course.”

She forced herself to breathe, slow and quiet, afraid even the sound of her own breath might betray her. The storeroom felt smaller now, the walls closing in as her thoughts raced wildly.

Think, Sarah. Think.

Her gaze dropped to the phone again—and then something sparked in her memory.

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