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... as the car plowed through the terrain. Alden had strapped her into one of the front seats as soon as he realized they’d run into a problem that couldn’t be dealt with while he held her preserved. Her harness and the grip of her hands on it weren’t enough to steady her when the car was crashing through grass and over potholes.
“We won’t flip. We’ll be fine.”
He swiped blood off his forehead before it could run into his eye. He wasn’t buckled in, and he’d smacked his head on the s ...
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