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No one moved for a long moment. Bente had just packed up the tools in their box and was about to carry them away, the massive container Scout doubted she herself could lift with both arms dangling easily from one hand as she turned to look back at Joelle. Tucker was scowling and rubbing the back of his neck. Ken looked confused but tried to muster a friendly smile when he saw Scout looking at him.
Joelle had stopped as soon as they could see her, standing with her arms crossed and a don’t-mess-with-me look on her face.
Scout was quite prepared to mess with her.
But before she could speak, she heard the sound of running sneakered feet and many dog nails scratching rapidly over the hard earth. Reggie appeared from between the lights behind his sister, the dogs close at his heels.
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