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Peace disturbed
The bobber floated gently on the surface. He watched it, letting his mind wander. Fishing wasn’t always about catching—it was about peace as well. But unfortunately, that peace was short-lived.
Because just as Liam leaned back to enjoy the view, something across the river caught his eye. Liam saw a shape, half-buried in the mud, shift slightly about 50 feet from where he stood.
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