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Striding down the sidewalk, Harlow waited for Floyd’s to come into view. The closer she got, the more her apprehension rose.
“Yep,” she whispered to herself, swinging the crowbar at her side. “This is me. Badass…” Peeking left and right, she made sure there was no one around to see her talking to herself. “Bet you’re getting a real kick out of this, Crash.” Mumbling to herself was one way of not thinking about what she’d find on arrival. Playing this scenario through, she wondered just what she’d do if she was caught breaking into the abandoned building. “Yes, Officer, I do appear to be breaking and entering. This just happens to be my boyfriend’s place… No, unfortunately, we can’t call him… I’m not a crazy stalker… No, he didn’t dump me… Well, actually, I guess he did… before he told
