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The Smugglers of Ember Pass
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Vesna couldn't help it. Halfway up the first slope, out of Doru's sight, she knelt by the sled and pried up a corner of the nearest crate lid with her knife. Whatever was inside, she wanted to know what she was risking her neck for.
Inside the crate, packed in sawdust, lay stacks of forged passports and bundles of foreign cash. People-smuggling papers. Vesna swore under her breath. She was hauling someone's whole escape across the border, and Doru had paid her to never know it.
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Vesna resealed the crate and kept climbing. Whoever needed these papers needed them badly enough to risk Ember Pass in winter. That was reason enough. She delivered the sled at dawn, took her pay, and asked nothing more.
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