he steering wheel, laying on the horn. The w

vy scent of car exhaust mixed with ch

tery signs sprinted past their car

e window, following the dire

assive network building. A giant billb

is jawline was sharp, his eyes da

llow ache punched through her chest,

rd, bold gold letters read:

ery's gaze and le

g wheel in excitement. "The King of Pop is

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ven years ago flashed behind her eyelids, makin

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uinn babbled. "The network must have paid him an a

stared at her own pale re

very whispered, the words slippi

as too quiet. Quinn's h

onfusion. "How do you know what

instantly went to the seam of the l

his early interviews," Av

s. Her manager instinc

glowing baton, and the cars s

pt darting to Avery. "Are you hiding a connection fro

work building was looming closer. Sh

ath, turning her head to

Avery said flatly. "We

e gas and slammed violen

eked against t

ge, but Quinn didn't flinch. She stared a

shook. "How exactly do

her head back to the window, staring up at