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... e force of his grip. The streets blurred past him, a stream of city lights cascading by as he raced to get home.
His mind was a chaotic whirlpool of thoughts, each wave crashing into another. Athena. Fiona. Dinner. Sucide.
"Damn it!" He muttered under his breath, glaring at the empty passenger seat beside him, where Athena should have been.
If not for the call, he would have driven her home after the dinner. It was why he had relieved his driver of his work early. However ...
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