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king celibate or lonely for years, but I a what I have to do, for now I’h

Sometimes I wish I was different, but I’s the easy way

CHAPTER THREE: SAM WASHINGTON

When I meet Jarom at the airport he has three suitcases that I assume are full of camera equipment – but I quickly reest asset

“I can’t ever figure out how ” This trip is going be shit balls of fun

On the flight I watch the movie Gladiator Talk aboutbreed, the breed of the ancient Greeks and Roone that, short of a ti one What would it be like to see one of thelory?

I think about what Lacey said about the luazines and a sh me

As for the ex MMA fighter, I still don’t know much Apparently there’s a cabin out in the middle of nowhere in a small town called Wahay And soht, you can see the ex- karate chops, or so

The whole thing was a huge mystery Why would he have left the perks of his career behind to go to the edge of civilization? Couldn’t soo mad in such isolation?

Regardless, it was nice to be out of town, knowing there was no way to run into Owen And I had Owen 20 in my suitcase; a fact that I’m sure would dismay Jarom to no end

We land and take a cab to our hotel, which is less than ten minutes away Then we rent a car and drive into the hills outside Wahay When the paveives way to trees, and we have to get out Trinity forwarded et us within earshot or eyeshot of the mystery cabin It seems like we could have just asked around in town a little, but Trinity insists that Jaroot in cold and report exactly e see and find, novices in the wilderness It wouldn’t surprise me if she was out here in a ood copy and photos

Jaro daylight yet, but the clouds, while still white, are shis hand on the ss that I don’t need help traversing

He’s getting a little peevish, which is a side of him that I’ve never seen He stumbles and I catch his arm, but he shakes off my hand

“Glad you’ll offerelse,” he says