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The stranger slowly raised one hand.
Empty.
“I’m not here to hurt you.”
Eleanor drew the knife.
The children gasped behind her.
“I’ve heard that sentence before,” she replied.
The stranger looked at the blade, then back at Eleanor.
“I expect you have.”
His voice was quiet.
Too quiet.
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