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I'm running out of time, I thought as I searched for a drink recipe I could promote for the evening. T begrudgingly chauffeured me around town all morning on errands while keeping an eye out for Aaron. He was now alternating between flipping through four television stations and pacing the living room. It took only three lumbering paces before he had to turn around and repeat.
Who's the big guy?
I blinked at the screen. Aaron? I wondered. The screen name belonged to Aaron, but I couldn't trust it. Grub could have logged on to Aaron's account.
His name is T. Is this Aaron?
Yes
Not quite a deciding answer.
R u safe?
Yes
Where r u?
Not safe 2 say. I'm close. Have 2 leave soon.
I want to help. Tell me how. Don't leave!
"T!" I shouted. "Come here. It's Aaron."
I have to leave. Do
