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It’s three in the morning, but Dutch can’t sleep. He tries to read The American Inferno, but his eyes just skim over the words.
Outside, Micah sits by the campfire, sharpening his knife. He isn’t popular with the others, but Micah always has Dutch’s back.
Arthur, however, is out of camp, off doing whatever the hell he does nowadays. He used to be so close to Dutch, but now he’s sick… Arthur is so goddamn disloyal.
Micah says Arthur is probably a rat. And Dutch is inclined to believe him.
It hurts to admit, but he can’t trust Arthur anymore.