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She tried to speak—but only a breath came out. Jessie pulled her over his shoulder, forcing them forward. “Come on—we have to move!” They pushed through the bush, not stopping. The voices behind them faded. Then disappeared. Only when it was quiet again did Jessie stop. He lowered her behind thick brush. “We’re good…” But Sarah didn’t answer.