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[30] Providence
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2020-09-29 09:15:34“We need shelter.” Crouching next to Jim with Teri clutched against his chest, Marcus glanced around, then contacted Frank Shepard. “This is Agent Leigh,” he shouted over the whining wind. “I’ve recovered Teri Munro.”
Above the noise, Shepard replied, “Where’s Johansen, Marcus?”
“Dead. He fell over a cliff at my current coordinates. I’ll give you the details later. How far are we from an extraction point?”
Hearing that question, Jim lifted his head, alert for the answer.
“Mile and a half. As the crow flies,” Shepard’s garbling voice grated over the radio. “It’s the closest we can get a vehicle.”“Not in this.” Jim shook his head. “None of us are dressed for it. Tell h
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