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Chapter 15
15 Graeme’s smiling face was stubbled and oiled with sweat. It was slimmer than I remembered from the photos, and slimmer than Ray’s—almost gaunt in comparison, a mix of ashen planes and dark shadows. His hair was cut shorter than Ray’s, and looked lighter, even if it was in need of a washing. And yet, there was something similar about the two men, as if they’d begun to look alike after a couple decades of friendship. “I didn’t recognize you out of your Ninja-wear. May I?” I asked, taking the flashlight from Graeme’s hand. His left sleeve was dark with blood, but I couldn’t make out much more. Ray turned his head. “I’ll go get the first aid kit,” he said. “It’s in the bag on the backseat. Grab the cooler, too.” I reached over and pinched the skin on Graeme’s arm, the one that hadn’t b
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