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... t the inside of the trash can with a dull thunk.
The noise was nothing compared to the thumping bass pulsing from the Red Rouge club’s thick glass walls. I exhaled slowly, sighing for the hundredth time that night as I adjusted myself against the rear of Trish Canary’s car.
It was well past midnight, and Trish still hadn’t come out.
I was tired physically, mentally and emotionally, but this was important too. I’d returned the pills just like Jex had advised, slipping them ...
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