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... t make any sense. I brushed my hand over my face in frustration, feeling the five o’clock shadow growing into a beard after almost four days of not going home.
The Chinese takeout boxes towered on the table as Franky glared at me across the room. I didn’t pay him any mind, he’d been glaring at me for hours now and we both knew why.
“Get the fuck out,” Franky snapped at me, his little limit of patience having worn out four days ago.
I rolled my eyes, reviewing the map agai ...
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