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... re empty, not a single car, not a single person who might help.
And then I smelled Blood. Heavy and metallic, filling the small space between us.
He was hurt.
Something in my chest loosened just slightly. Injured meant he was vulnerable. Meant maybe I had a chance if I stayed calm.
I turned the key and started the engine. My voice came out steadier than I felt. “Where do you need to go?”
“Straight ahead. To Santa Pier.” His breathing was shallow now. “I’ll ...
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