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... , lingering aroma of Chloe’s betrayed logic.
She drove with a stiff, furious precision, her knuckles white on the steering wheel.
She hadn’t said a word since the Great Pizza vs. Paste War of twenty minutes ago.
The silence was so thick you could have used it for ballistic gelatin.
Jax, laid up in the back, finally broke it.
"So," he said, his voice cheerful and utterly oblivious to the storm clouds gathering in Chloe’s eyes.
"This is fun."
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