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Surrender
I catch up with them a few steps around the corner, holding my cat in my arms. She doesn’t seem too happy about it. “Hey!” I call out, but only make Cyrus turn his head. He doesn’t stop. So, I try again. “HEY!” This time, Ahmose finally looks over his shoulder, then stops. On his cue, everyone else stops as well. But no one says a word. I don’t look at Cyrus, because frankly, I’m too embarrassed to make eye contact with him, so I focus my gaze on Ahmose. “You just announced that the second largest pack of the entire world was murdered and then walked away? No explanation?” I speak up, shaking my head in disbelief. The man stares at me calmly, which makes me feel even worse. I hate the lack of empathy that they sometimes show. Finally, he breathes in and responds to my question. “Explana
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