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Exit points.
“You always were predictable,” he continues.
I smile.
Just a little.
“Funny,” I say.
“I was just thinking the same thing about you.”
But this?
This just got worse.
Because now—
I’m not leading the hunt anymore.
I’m standing in the middle of it.
Jase
Location: Highway — En Route
Time: 02:48
The pain is getting worse.
I can feel it.
Every breath sharper.
Every movement heavier.
I don’t care.
“She changed direction,” Ronan says from the back seat.
Eyes locked on the tablet.
“She went off-grid for a minute—then reappeared.”
That’s not random.
That’s Mila.
“She’s setting something up,” I say.
Ronan, in the back, nods once.
“Agreed.”
Ethan leans forward.
“There was a signal spike.”
My focus sharpens.
