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"Come on, Eain "Quit being overdra car Don’t cause a scene"

I openhis fingers

Tagger strolls forith a shit-eating srabs er side of the car

"Do anything at all besides get into the car," he warns in a low tone as he opens the car door, "and I’ll ht"

The scars on my back pulsates as I wrench my arm from his hold and then climb into the black Cadillac Evan slides into the driver’s side while Taggar and Larel scoot into the backseat

"You got a new car?" I ask calh I’m hyperaware that this car hborhood, the one that was there the night the brick was thrown through my

"I borrowed it froine "Mine is too nice to be driving in town"

"Maybe you shouldn’t live here then, if you don’t like it" I draw the strap of my seat belt over my shoulder

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