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He sat in his car talking to a client when a girl who looked troubled, lost, and disoriented walked past his car. He looked at her with interest, his hazel eyes followed her to the back where she continued walking with her hands on her waist, she looked really tired.
He dropped the call and went after her, he stopped the car in front of her and opened the door so they could face each other.
Sandra was walking aimlessly on the street, she had nowhere to go, she had no money and her mom is still in the morgue. A black BMW pulled in front of her causing her to pause in her tracks.
"How can I help you, sir?" She asked with a tired voice coupled with a sore throat.
"I should be asking you that, why the tears and why do you look shaggy?" His words onl
