Close call

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Dawn The white tablecloth is lifted, and Reed peeps in. “This is your chance to run. I will give a coughing signal, and when I do, just run out of the table and to my car. I would have told you to drive off, but you don't know how to drive.” He mocks my inability to drive at a moment like this. I glare at him and roll his eyes. “Just hide in the car. If you can manage to grab a taxi and rush home, do it. You got that?” “Yes,” “Now wait for my coughing signal.” He drops the cloth and disappears. I dare to peep, and Vincent is Dave, and he lands hard punches that leave Dave with a busted lip and nose. The situation is horrible. People try to pull Vincent away, but they fail. “I know you killed Angela!” “I didn't do anything to Angela!” Dave dares to shout, and another punch lan

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