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“Oh, I can keep up.” He sounded like he was back to his usual self. “We could run all the way to Denver, and I’d still keep up. In fact, I could run even faster than you, much faster, but I don’t want to get ahead of the handler.” “Hugh.” She gave him a sharp look, knowing why Theo always seemed to be at the end of his patience.”

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Through the Fire

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