‘No,’ she said to herself. She rooted around in the junk at the back of the shelter. ‘No what?’ Claudia said. ‘What are you looking for?’ ‘No, I’m not giving up. I’m not giving in without a fight, and I’m not letting him go.’ Her fingers closed around some bamboo stakes and a length of twine. With the addition of her pocket knife and a few judicious knots, it only took her a couple of minutes to build a makeshift pike. ‘You’re not going out there,’ Claudia said. ‘I am.’ ‘Well, then you’re not going out there without me.’ ‘Claud–’ ‘No.’ She grabbed her own fistful of bamboo and tied the tubes
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