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Jared Jared woke with Cade's elbow digging into his ribs. He shifted, trying to find a more comfortable position, and immediately regretted it. The cot was barely wide enough for two people, and his back had apparently decided to punish him for sleeping on it. Beside him, Cade stirred. “Sorry,” Jared murmured. Cade made a sleepy sound and moved closer instead, pressing his face against Jared's shoulder. Jared smiled faintly. At least one of them seemed comfortable. F

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Jared Jared didn't like the director's smile. He'd seen that expression before, usually on men who'd just discovered something valuable. And right now, Linden was looking at Sable. “Unexpected?” Cade repeated. “What does that mean?” “Your brother was reported missing after the attack on Bunker Thirty-Four,” Linden said. “We had no confirmation he survived.” Cade stiffened. “What about everyone else?” “The investigation confirmed extensive casualties,” Linden said. “I

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Cade Cade woke feeling happier than he had any right to be. They were leaving for Meridian this morning, and somewhere in that enormous city was the uncle he'd spent weeks trying to find. He had no idea what Nolan would tell him, or whether any of the answers would be good ones, but for the first time since Bunker 34 had fallen, he had somewhere definite to go. And then there was Jared. Cade turned his head toward the man sleeping beside him and smiled. God, he was gettin

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Jared Jared woke expecting pain. By the time they'd stopped walking yesterday, every step had hurt, and drawing a deep breath had been even worse. His ribs had throbbed through most of the night, making it difficult to find a comfortable position. But when he rolled onto his back, the sharp pull he'd braced for didn't come. He filled his lungs without wincing. His side was still tender, but nothing like before. He lifted a hand to his face and felt around his injured eye. Most

Cade Cade had spent most of the ride trying not to look at Jared’s hands. It wasn’t working. They were just hands. He had seen them bloody. Dirty. Wrapped around a rifle. Holding Sable. Pulling Cade up the side of the Stilts when his foot slipped on the ladder. None of that seemed to matter anymore. Now Cade looked at Jared’s hands and remembered one of them wrapped around his cock. He looked away so fast his neck hurt. The hauler bounced over another break

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Jared The Stilts didn’t let strangers walk in, which was the point. The old road carried them almost all the way there. By the time it ended, water surrounded them on three sides. What remained of the pavement had narrowed to a broken strip beneath layers of mud and grass, with reeds crowding its edges and drowned trees rising from the dark water beyond them. A few narrow boats were tied to posts farther out, rocking gently against their ropes. Ahead, the road widened into a muddy

Cade Cade eventually slept. He knew this because he woke with his neck bent at an angle Asha would have described as an excellent way to create an entirely preventable problem, one leg numb beneath him, and the fire reduced to a shallow bed of gray ash. Morning had barely made it through the trees. For several seconds he didn’t move. He mapped the situation piece by piece the way he did any time he woke somewhere unexpected. His shoulder against a root. His cheek against his o

Cade Cade woke because something was touching his foot. He came up from sleep slowly, in fragments, and for one confused moment the touch registered as a diagnostic prod. Asha. He was in the infirmary. He’d fallen asleep at the treatment table again. Then he opened his eyes and saw the sky. Jared was crouched at the end of the blanket, one hand around the heel of Cade’s shoe. For one confusing second, Cade remembered exactly none of yesterday and nearly kicked him in the

Jared Jared had made mistakes before. There had been the winter outside Dyer when he’d slept beneath a bridge without checking the concrete for cracks and woke to half the ceiling coming down beside him. There had been the trader in Paducah who’d convinced him fermented river eel was safe to eat. There had been nearly two years with Graves, which probably deserved its own category. There had also been giving Cade and Sable his real name. He still wasn’t sure that one belonged