he steering wheel, laying on the horn. The w
vy scent of car exhaust mixed with ch
tery signs sprinted past their car
e window, following the dire
assive network building. A giant billb
is jawline was sharp, his eyes da
llow ache punched through her chest,
rd, bold gold letters read:
ery's gaze and le
g wheel in excitement. "The King of Pop is
She pressed her head back against the le
ven years ago flashed behind her eyelids, makin
She was already scr
uinn babbled. "The network must have paid him an a
stared at her own pale re
very whispered, the words slippi
as too quiet. Quinn's h
onfusion. "How do you know what
instantly went to the seam of the l
his early interviews," Av
s. Her manager instinc
glowing baton, and the cars s
pt darting to Avery. "Are you hiding a connection fro
work building was looming closer. Sh
ath, turning her head to
Avery said flatly. "We
e gas and slammed violen
eked against t
ge, but Quinn didn't flinch. She stared a
shook. "How exactly do
her head back to the window, staring up at
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