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Rain lashes the corrugated tin roof of the derelict gas station, a relentless rhythm that matches the tension coiled in my chest. The air smells of ozone and stale gasoline. Chris’s words hang between us, thick and final. ‘You and Claire head north.’ He checked his magazine, his gaze leaving no room for argument. ‘The Redfield bloodline,’ he’d muttered earlier—a duty disguised as strategy. Jill offered a brief, apologetic glance before following him out into the storm. The door slammed shut, and silence rushed in, dense and suffocating. I haven’t moved from my spot leaning against the rusted workbench, arms crossed. My red ponytail is damp against my neck. ‘So,’ I say, my voice slicing through the quiet, steady but guarded. ‘North it is.’ My eyes lock with yours, m…