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decided,

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. You know how much this campaign means. Everything is on

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ant smirk in her voice. "I've handled it. Don't

, the storm is coming now! You

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ng void of terror. I could see the docks

our yacht,

hed taut like rubber bands. I was still a hundred feet

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