“I was surprised to find out you’re the last one standing,” he says from a distance this time. Maybe if I wait until he moves on, I can crawl out and sneak up behind him. “I’ll even be a nice guy and pretend to shoot you.” His voice drifts as he walks away from me. I release the smallest exhale. Rafael stops walking. Shit. “Gotcha.” This time, he speaks from behind me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! I push forward on my elbows and army crawl toward the light at the end of the archway, only to be dragged out through the opposite end. My chest slides against grass and dirt as Rafael pulls me out from under
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