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Ben can’t breathe.
The world spins and he thinks he might throw up, but he can feel Chon willing
Not one word. Not one goddamn word.
Alex straightens up, swallows, looks Lado in the eyes, and says, “It was Azul. He’s using the 94.”
Lado pats him on the head and stands up.
Takes a revolver out of his belt and
Hands it to Ben.
“Do it.”