He Thought He Was Just Helping a Vulnerable Stranger! Her True Identity

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The anxious response came almost immediately: They are not going to like being kept in the dark.

They’ll survive, Sloan typed, tossing the phone onto the passenger seat.

She pulled out of the cratered lot, watching the green cinderblock building of Ryder’s Automotive shrink steadily in her rearview mirror. Through the open bay doors, she could continue reading …