One Night With The Wrong Brother

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en. That was her groce

ing toward Santa Monica Boulevard.

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this time. The window was down. He w

found her

light of a streetlamp, loo

he car slowed down. For a second, Kath

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me. His expression was unreadable-a mix of anger

The car sped up, merg

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nch was sticky. A man in a torn co

rine climbed on, swiping her pass. The air in

resting her forehead

a limousine with him. She had be

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rained when Gus Rid