Chapter Thirteen

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Chance's pov...

OMG... OMG... OMG...!

Dylan was passed out (maybe dead?), a truck flipped over beside him, the corpse of an old man lying out the shattered driver's window...

Dylan? Dead? No...

Blaize: WHAT THE HECK! DYLAN!

Dylan: ...

Silents...

We ran over to him.

Lainie: Chance, go inside!

Chance: NO! I HAVE AS MUCH RIGHTS AS YOU!

Lainie was silent.

We helped Dylan up, checked for a pulse.

Faint.

But there was still hope.

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