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    As they sat with that grim thought, Michael walked over with a bag in hand.


    “Take these,” he said, cing it down in front of them. “Split them up evenly.”


    They looked at him uncertainly. “Our captain told us not to bring anything else.”


    “He’s strict, but he’s got a soft spot,” Michael reassured them. “You guys are new. He won’t let you starve. He just wants you to learn how to survive.”


    They exchanged uneasy nces.


    Michael went on, “Go ahead. He specifically told me to give you these.”


    “Ellis Lambert?” Moss asked, startled.


    “Yeah. Told me to sneak these over and not say it was from him,” Michael said as he split the supplies. “He’s got his own ways.”


    Without a second thought, they tucked the supplies into their backpacks. Now, they had enough to make it through the seven days.


    “Do hide it,” Michael warned them. “If he finds out, you’ll have to give it all back.”


    “Understood,” they answered in unison.


    They started thinking they might be figuring Ellis out. They believed he was that rare kind of leader—strict, but deep down, he cared.


    Michael gave them a reassuring smile, patted them on the shoulder, and left.


    The seven of them visibly rxed, their respect for Ellis growing.


    “Now we can breathe easy,” Greta said, looking at the extra food with relief. “If we ration it, we’ll be fine for the week.”


    Freya furrowed her brows, eyes lingering on her backpack, deep in thought.


    Riley caught her expression. “What’s on your mind?”


    “I think this might be a trap,” Freya said cautiously.


    Greta raised a brow. “What kind of trap?”


    “The captain said no one could bring anything else,” Freya reasoned. “But this stuff…”


    Technically, what Michael gave them wasn’t allowed. What if it was a trap?


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    “Don’t stress. It’s fine,” Greta waved it off. “Our captain is strict, but he’s got a soft spot. We’re still new. He won’te down too hard.”


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    Meanwhile, Trent was dealing with the same uneasy feeling.


    When Moss and Cade heard his concern, they said, “If you’re scared, hand it over. Don’te crying when you’re starvingter.”


    “Deal,” Trent said, handing it over without blinking.


    Moss and Cade thought he was out of his mind.


    They teased, “Sure, the captain’s big on setting traps, but not for something like this.”


    “Hopefully,” Trent replied calmly.


    As Moss grabbed the supplies, he asked, “You really don’t want it?”


    “No,” Trent said, firm as ever.


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