I Was Fired and Walking Home—Then Two Helicopters Landed Looking for Me

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“We can’t hold this,” Higgins shouted.

“The root cellar,” Rachel screamed. “My grandfather’s moonshine tunnel. It comes out in the creek bed behind their line.”

Higgins looked at Elias. “Go. Flank them.”

“I can’t run,” Elias said, gesturing to his shrapnel-torn leg. “I’ll hold here with Rachel. You loop around.”

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