Escaping
*Ariella* Esen followed us out of the office and down the hall. Gabriel led us outside and then into the garage that sat beside the house. As we pushed through the door I was shocked to see a neat row of sleek cars. Including the stretch vehicle we had taken to Silver Falls and a few others. I had never actually been in the garage; Beth told us there was a special team of mechanics who dealt with the vehicles and anything to do with the garage. A black Mercedes sat idling just in front of one of the two double-car garage doors. Its blueish lights glowed softly against the door, casting a dim reflection of light backwards and illuminating its sleek body. “Mercedes AMG C43 coupe.” Gabriel said with pride. “As if I know what that means…” “Means it’s Gabe’s pride and joy…” Esen teased, nu
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