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his cruiser.

I watched him in the mirror. At first, normal. Typing. Looking at the screen. Then not normal. He leaned in. Sat straighter. Stayed too long.

When he came back, he didn’t go to Sarah’s window.

He came to mine.

“Sir, step out of the car for a second.”

I looked at Sarah. She frowned but didn’t say anything.

I stepped out. Heat off the asphalt.continue reading …