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Ch. 130: Split Decisions

last update publish date: 2026-03-18 07:28:19

Alice

I grip the handlebars tighter, my knuckles white, as Gabe struggles with the child on the back of his bike. Her tiny body trembles against him, weak from whatever sickness Jackal’s wolves left in her. I can feel Gabe’s hesitation radiating through the air between us.

“You sure about this?” he shouts over the roar of the engines. The wind whips around us, carrying the scent of damp earth, pine, and danger.

“I don’t have a choice,” I call back, keeping my eyes on the path ahead. “You get he
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