Twenty Eight - Runaways
Aly woke up at 11 in the morning at the sound of the door closing. It took her a while to remember where she was, but the unpleasant sight of the motel room décor immediately reminded her. She saw as Danny—who was holding a piece of bread between his lips—placed a wrapped sandwich and two cups of coffee on the drawer beside his side of the bed. When he had noticed her to be awake, he took the bread from his mouth and said, “Sorry, did I wake you?” Aly sat up and Danny handed her a cup, which she was grateful for. “It’s fine,” she said. “How long have you been up?” He sat on the edge of the bed and continued to eat. “Just long enough to get some breakfast, send the email to Mercer, and fuel the car. Want a sandwich? I can’t guarantee its freshness though.” Aly took it anyway, and as soo
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