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THE COUNT BROKE AT ONE
Author: Victor Amos Regannez
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“Ten,” he said.

“Nine.” The soldiers tightened their hold, and one pressed his baton-like grip into Ethan’s ribs.

“Eight—” the commander continued, and his tone turned sharp. “Seven—”

Ethan’s mind did not race. It narrowed. He measured the angle of the rifles, the distance between boots, the positions of shoulders and elbows, the gaps in their line.

The corridor had a slight bend twenty steps behind them, and the smoke made visibility uneven.

He knew where the nearest wall camera had been, and he knew it was already dead. He let his breathing stay steady so they would mistake calm for surrender.

“Six,” the commander said.

“Five.”

A soldier barked into his radio, “Holding wing access in thirty seconds, sir.”

The commander didn’t answer him.

“Four,” he said.

“Three.”

Ethan’s fingers adjusted on the clipboard, it was a small movement that looked like fear.

“Two,” the commander said, and the rifle at Ethan’s neck pressed harder.

“One—”

Ethan dropped the clipboard.

The sound was
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