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I cut the zip ties and rolled the deputy onto his back. His name tag read “Harlan Pierce.” I slapped his cheek lightly.
“Deputy. Stay with me.”
His eyes fluttered, unfocused, pupils struggling against hypothermia.
“They… left her,” he rasped.
“Who?” I demanded.
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