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Chapter 128: Second Wave

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Chapter 128: Second Wave

The radio said "go" and Damien went.

Sabine was ahead of him with her bad arm tucked against her ribs and a pistol in the good hand, and two of Sorokin's men flanked them so close he could smell their sweat. The east wall came up fast. Somebody had already thrown a ladder over it. Damien got a boot on the third rung, felt his shirt snag on the stone, tore it loose, and dropped into gravel on the other side.

The compound was louder than he'd expected. He'd pictured a qui
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