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The detonation came from a place not too far away but also not so close to where we were. Immediately, the bags of supplies we had taken from Tony's van came to mind. Those bags contained not only clothing, first aid equipment, medicine, and some food but also the weapons we had ultimately not used. All of it had remained under Lina's men's control. ‘It sounded like a high-caliber shotgun,’ Ethan remarked after we had hidden our heads back in the undergrowth. I had no knowledge of calibers or how to recognize the sound of one weapon from another. I felt safer being with someone who knew about firearms. Ethan sniffed the air, and soon I noticed a subtle change. ‘It was from a modified weapon. There's no smell of gunpowder in the air,’ he continued. ‘What do you mean by that?’ I asked, di