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... of Trap
By the time Allen rolled into the gym parking lot, the sun was still stretching its arms across the skyline. The streets were quiet, and even the morning traffic hadn’t fully woken up yet. He killed the engine, pulled off his helmet, and took a breath.
Still crisp. Still clean.
The scent of metal and rubber hit him the moment he stepped inside the gym’s automatic glass doors. Lights were already on, casting cool, sterile tones across the sea of machines and racks ...
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