Shane tried to pull from Shiloh's grip, but it was half-hearted. That self-preservation instinct kicked in again and he leaned a little on him, trying to support himself as much as possible and continue ignoring the twisting pain in his side. The streets were pretty quiet, and he kept himself on the inside of the sidewalk to make the bright, unmistakable red stain on his shirt less visible to anyone who might be walking on the other side of the street.
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