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Clearing the Way
One by one, he shoved the makeshift barricade aside, sweat forming quickly on his brow. “C’mon… move…” he grunted, finally managing to topple a couch. The cabinets followed with a loud scrape. Dust filled the air, but the path to the door was clear. From the other side, Tim and Lewis saw the obstruction shift, so they asked their Lieutenant if it was their time to push.
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