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Chapter 52

           You’reakidyoucan’thelpwhattheyforcedyoutodo."

           Butitdidn’tmatterwhatNewtsaid.Whatanyonesaid.Thomasboretheresponsibilityanywayanditwasgrowingheavierthemorehethoughtaboutit."Ijust...feellikeIneedtosaveeveryone.Toredeemmyself."

           Newtsteppedback,slowlyshakinghishead."Youknowwhat’sfunny,Tommy?"

           "What?"Thomasreplied,wary.

           "Iactuallybelieveyou.Youjustdon’thaveanounceoflyinginthoseeyesofyours.AndIcan’tbloodybelieveI’mabouttosaythis."Hepaused."ButI’mgoingbackintheretoconvincethoseshanksweshouldgothroughtheGrieverHole,justlikeyousaid.MightaswellfighttheGrieversratherthansitaroundlettingthempickusoffonebyone."Heheldupafinger."ButlistentomeIdon’twantanotherbuggin’wordaboutyoudyingandallthatheroicklunk.Ifwe’regonnadothis,we’lltakeourchancesallofus.Youhearme?"

           Thomasheldhishandsup,overwhelmedwithrelief."Loudandclear.Iwasjusttryingtomakethepointthatit’sworththerisk.Ifsomeone’sgoingtodieeverynightanyway,wemightaswelluseittoouradvantage."

           Newtfrowned."Well,ain’tthatjustcheery?"

           Thomasturnedtowalkaway,butNewtcalledouttohim."Tommy?"

           "Yeah?"Hestopped,butdidn’tlookback.

           "IfIcanconvincethoseshanksandthat’sabigifthebesttimetogowouldbeatnight.WecanhopethatalotoftheGrieversmightbeoutandaboutintheMazenotinthatHoleoftheirs."

           "Goodthat."

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