The woods were a jagged, impenetrable wall of black. Every step was a struggle, my lungs burning as I half-carried, half-dragged Catrina through the dense, unforgiving brush. We had been running for what felt like hours, the silence of the forest broken only by the snap of twigs and the frantic, shallow rhythm of our breathing.We were vulnerable, we were exhausted, and we were being hunted by professionals who didn't care about the laws of the land or the boundaries of the estate."We need to stop," I wheezed, my legs buckling beneath me as I leaned against the rough bark of a thick oak tree.Catrina slumped beside me, her clothes torn, her skin pale and streaked with mud. She was shivering, the shock of the escape finally catching up to her. I reached into my pocket, pulling out the encrypted drive I’d snatched from the creek bed."We need to see what’s on this," I said, my voice low. "If we have the proof, we have the leverage. If we have the leverage, we have a chance."Catrina re
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