ime I died,

just our part of it, the Hamilton empire cru

husband, w

elle Hayes, protect

ne else by then, but Blake alway

ids, a boy and a girl, in

h road, the sounds of eng

hem, my

men who came fo

ght.

rriving, too late, his eyes wide with a horror t

I wa

hit me, and the smel

ne Sta

gainst my ribs, a w

he final barrel run, the one that won me

ot Victoria Hami

that got

d sharp, clawe

I couldn't

with sweat on th

first barrel, I pulled

rate, cl

tumb

hit the dirt, a sickening

en I focused on the c

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