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at to do. I felt like I was going to only distract him. Did Lincoln somehow know? I wouldn’t put it past him.

rself and bring him down to eat. Then take him

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walking down the stairs. I truly hated him for making me do this. I knew I had to tell him something, but

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ill not win. Now let’s go down and eat before he tries coming up

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ng to let Drew out of here alive. I knew soon I would watch as my mate died. Lincoln was going to get what

thought he would be happy, but he didn’t seem like he was. What was I doing wro

g our guests down. I saved

o Lincoln. I saw him smirk at Drew. I just prayed that Drew would play it cool. I

sad, but I knew why he was doing it. I’m glad he knows Lincoln better than Lincoln knows him. If