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Broken…Random Snippet # 4
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It was hotter than hell outside, but Quinn was cold. Almost shaking with it, he was so cold. Too close. Way too close. His hands had a fine tremor to them as he climbed off his bike. He stood there, staring at them. They were clean, but he could still…
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Broken…Random Snippet #3
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Quinn lay on the weight bench, ignoring the nagging ring of his phone. It was somebody from the Gearing Agency. Quinn used a specific ringtone for the few that had his number—that way he could decide if it was a call that he could put off indefinitely or if he…
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Sara took one last look around the apartment. Want! She wanted to sit at that little table and drink coffee in the morning, looking at the lovely flowers. She wanted to curl up on the chair close to the front door and read a book with light streaming in over…