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Lorena, you'll be the death of me!

Chapter 17

ANDREW'S POV

The car pulled up at my familiar compound and even in my drunken state, I could tell I was home. Connor was the designated driver I called on whenever Alfredo was indisposed or had been sent on an errand. He knew where I lived without following my GPS and he was always excited when I called him to drive me home, because it meant he would be making more money than he had the entire day. Connor and I met three years ago when I had gotten into his taxi after a heated argument with my father and made him drive me around the whole day without a destination. He was a lively kid, about eighteen when we met and twenty-one now. He made my mood lighter with his non-stop chattering during the drive, not bothering to ask me if I had enough money to pay him for making him drive around for hours. He took me around the city and showed me parts of it I hadn't seen or was just too busy to notice. He drove me home later that day, fully compensated for his time and gas. He'd foll
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