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It had been almost ten hours since I’d last seen Jolene, and she still wasn’t picking up any of my calls. Not a single response to my messages. She was somehow still able to carry on. Or was she dead? Had she killed herself in embarrassment? Did she choke on her fist because how does someone manage to sleep after having suddenly betrayed so many people?
Your Driver Is Waiting
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