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Chapter 69 – Live Cargo

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Dax

"Run it again," Finn says.

"The part where you pull a panicking wolf out of a moving line without killing him or getting killed by the others."

"I hit the last one after the line clears the bend. You're between me and the rest of them, making yourself enormous. Reena's on the west bank keeping an eye out in case she’s needed. Mato stays downwind, ready to join the party if it’s clear everything’s going to shit."

"And the wolf you're sitting on politely agrees not to chew through his own ton
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