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ugh the thick afternoon heat
skin. Ricky, the teenage apprentice, stood three feet away with a wrench in his hand
gled knot of cabl
n it roared to life, the rumble s
icky breathed,
ed a filthy rag onto the hood.
metal workbench behind her. The calle
nd sour coated the back of her throat. She
around in the
ce filled the garage.
breath and reached for
rrow morning," Sterling ordered. "No excuses
he tab and popped it open. Th
on," sh
f breath came fr
itch," he snarled. "You
cold burned down her t
Sterling dropped his voice, "I will permanently fr
her like a pu
aluminum crumpled. Cola spilled over he
is shoulder blades hitting metal.
hat trust fund. Not for the money-for the safety deposit box keys h
uscles to loosen
ow," she said, voice dropping back to a l
play games with me, Allison. You have
ne wen
the crushed can across the room. It slammed igoing back to those people?
m the magnetic strip. The blade caught the dim light. She bent dow
," Allison said softly, "I'm t
e oil from her hands. Cold water rushed over her left wrist, washing over th
oing numb. The ang
t dry. It scratched the back of her throat. Within seconds, the freezing sensation in
on the wall, shoved her arms into the sleeves, and zipp
black motorcycle and pulled her matte black helmet ov
e motorcycle tore out of the dir

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