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I move in on foot.
Every instinct in my body is awake now.
I scan the tree line.
The ridges.
The shadows along the pit walls.
Nothing.
That’s worse.
I take another step forward.
And the world disappears beneath my feet.
The ground collapses.
Not an explosion.
A drop.
A concealed pit hidden under loose boards and gravel.
I fall hard.
Rock slams into my shoulder.
The air blasts out of my lungs as I crash against the bottom.
Pain explodes through my ribs.
For a second the world spins.
Then the red dots appear.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Laser sights dancing across my chest.
A voice drifts down from above.
Calm.
Female.
Cultured.
“Hello,Mr. Jennings.”
I force myself to look up.
She stands at the edge of the pit.
