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... l ran behind the barn.
Vivienne went first, reading the channel bed, asking the farmer about the downstream depth. Alistair followed a step behind and said nothing and looked at the field.
There was a man at the far edge of it.
Standing at the tree line where the fir forest began, maybe eighty yards out. Not working. Not moving. Just — present, in the specific way of someone who had positioned themselves rather than arrived somewhere. His attention was on the barn.
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