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... he stepped out through the hospital entrance. Pale sunlight spilled across the quiet street. There were no cars, no chatter, just the sound of his own shoes brushing against the pavement. He scanned the road for a taxi, his silver hair gleaming faintly under the dawn light.
Behind him came hurried footsteps.
"Hey, wait for me!" Darcy called out, slightly breathless as he jogged up. His dark hair was a mess, and a thin line of sweat trickled down his temple.
Micah raised ...
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