“How do you know they’re chasing you?” Riley asked. “A very large man leaned out of the passenger window and shot off my side mirror!” “Are you sure you didn’t just hit something? You’re not a very good driver,” Riley said. “Oooh! Wrestling! I’ll make some popcorn,” Lily chirped from the kitchen door. There was another noise on the line that sounded a lot like gunfire to Riley’s untrained ear. She couldn’t concentrate on the call or the images she felt bubbling to the surface of her mind with Nick and Weber wrestling on the table like children. She picked up her water glass and dumped it on
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