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... aring a hole through the morning. The city’s polished skyscrapers and manicured suburbs bled away behind them, replaced by the monotonous grey ribbon of the highway, flanked by flat, uninspired countryside. For the first hour of the four-hour journey to Portstown, the only sound between them was the guttural roar of the engine, a constant, angry vibration that seemed to match the tension coiled in both their bodies.
Sharon was a statue of focused rage, her back rigid, her eyes hidden be ...
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