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Cole looked at me.

“You game?” he said.

I shrugged.

“It’s what we do,” I said.

A smile like the flash of a spark spread across Cole’s face.

“It is,” he said, “ain’t it.”

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“They’re living off us like coyotes live of a buffalo carcass, you know?”

“Everything eats meat likes a dead buffalo,” Cole said.

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