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... he Benz ticked hot in the dusk, metal cooling like a spent shell.
The Playbook burned against his thigh inside the bag.
Third taste. Third toll.
He stepped out. The porch light snapped on too fast, like it recognized his shadow.
Elevator doors slid shut behind him. He tapped his foot, rapid-fire, the cage zipping upward. What the hell was that? His hand raked through greasy hair, down his face, sweat crusted under his nails. The LED climbed: 2... 3... 4. Ding.
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