He planted himself inches from my face. “Whatcha gonna do?” he demanded.
I backed away a couple of steps. “I’m not leaving without her,” I said.
“Great. So where does that leave everybody else?” He waved his arm to indicate the people behind him, all of them studying me for guidance.
“You guys go. Just go. We’ll catch up if we can.”
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