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Chapter 49 Hanna fights for survival.
Detective Ryan called for the chopper. It had heat sensing and infared capabilities. The wind and weather had picked up as the helicopter roared to life. It prevented the helicopter from safely taking off. Detective Ryan drove to the last place that agent Winter's car had pinged. He saw a road. He was going on pure intuition now. He slowly drove down that road, scanning for any sign of Hanna. Hanna had crawled out of the brush. She was white- pale, from blood loss. She made her way carefully to the small stream and washed herself up, she scrubbed between her legs and ripped off a piece of her shirt placing it between her legs to ebb the blood flow. She drank deeply, she was so thirsty. She was also feeling dizzy and short of breath when she stood up. Hanna knew that in a survival situ
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