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When Ryan got in the passenger side of the SUV after speaking to Lynn in front of the station, Evan’s light blue eyes were as icy cold as they had been while he did his high-power lawyer thing inside the station.
“Just drop me off at my truck, I guess,” Ryan said. “Or I can also just walk.”
“They took your truck in, so we’re heading to the impound lot to get it back,” Evan informed him in a level voice, still staring straight ahead at the station where Lynn remained standing. “But don’t worry, they won’t touch it without a warrant if they know what’s good for them. I made sure of that. And they won’t get a warrant either.”
“I appreciate your help and everything,” Ryan said and he buckled his seat belt. “But I could’ve handled this myself.”
Evan put the car in drive and peeled out o
