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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Nine — The Mobile Line

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They did not stop in the city.

Salt Lake City was good for arriving. It was good for blending in. It was good for passing through without anyone noticing. It was not where you stayed once time started tightening. Adrian understood that the moment Boone said it, and the relief that hit him surprised him with how sharp it was. He had reached the limit of what walls could hold, and he could feel that limit sitting in his ribs like pressure.

The RV was waiting at the edge of a rest area north of th
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