Chapter Forty-One
Max arrived in Lizzie's hometown, pulling the car over to one side and continuing on foot. He had managed to find another working car a while back; it even had the keys still in the ignition. That wasn't exactly uncommon. Most people had abandoned their vehicles in the middle of the road. Max guessed they were more intent on not becoming clicker fodder than they were assuring their cars weren't stolen. The town was a classic, quaint, British town. A picturesque stone church stood proud in the centre, surrounded by a mixture of old cottages and more modern houses. Max walked towards the church, moving slowly to take in the scenery. He imagined Lizzie growing up here, running around the streets and playing with her friends. He imagined her learning to drive here, pulling into the garage ne
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