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XXI

I stare speechless at the picture on the ugly fucking desk, praying to god that there aren't any more, but of fucking course god never listens to me, and so Daniel puts picture after picture on the desk, on each one more visible that I'm driving the car.

"Do you know what this means?" the dick asks and leans forward, looking me in the eyes. "You lied, Dave, if that's even your name. Didn't your momma teach you not to lie?"

I can't control it - in a second I'm in h

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