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He flinched, just a little bit. He didn’t drop the machete, or run out again. He just was taken aback. Seeing Matt, who looked so different from that first day, was unexpected.

Nate stared at him. Stared down the barrel of the gun, pointed squarely at his face. That lump was still in his throat, but he didn’t flinch again.

This time, he could speak.

“Matt.”

He swallowed, resolute. He didn't feel like pleasantries. He didn't feel like small talk.

“Are you going to do it this time?”
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