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... t was too tired to go on.
Travelling for days in a cramped truck would do wonders for a person’s mind.
"I swear this thing is held together by duct tape and spite," Mike muttered from behind the wheel, squinting through the dust-covered windshield.
Zara didn’t look up from the map spread across her lap. "You say that like duct tape and spite haven’t gotten us this far."
"Don’t jinx it," Naomi warned from one of the bench seats in the back. She had one arm braced a ...
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