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... ed, my voice flat against the chaotic backdrop of the Red Bull garage’s telemetry. "If you had stayed in the restroom for another ninety seconds, you would have missed the most statistically significant tactical shift of the afternoon."
Miller didn’t answer immediately. He simply grunted and slumped back into the leather seat beside me, his shoulder brushing mine.
It was unnecessary physical contact that sent a sharp, irritating spike through my focus.
"Yeah, yeah," he mu ...
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