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... G-Wagon crept forward at a snail’s pace, the sea of brake lights ahead painting the road a dull crimson.
Don was hunched slightly in the passenger seat, his phone angled low to avoid glare. A notification popped up—Tori’s message.
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Traffic is pretty crazy today. What road are you guys on? Me and Hector will just come to you.
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Don glanced out the window, scanning the surroundings. The intersection for Eastend Mall wasn’t far, but the traffic was painf ...
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