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    “DON’T HURT him!”

    Fuck!

    The tension on my shoulders worsened the knots.

    “There she is,” Otis sang proudly and mockingly.

    “If you lay a hand on him, you have to kill us all. And if you’re intelligent enough like you said you were, you...