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Juniper
She needed to get Chloe back, and to do that she needed a clear head. As much as she wanted to drive all night and rush right in, she physically couldn’t. The adrenaline wore off, and she felt herself crashing. Tired, she’d fall asleep behind the wheel.
What help would she be to Chloe if she drove the car off the road or hit a tree? None. Exactly.
Rest, plan, then take action.
She’d have to sleep, even an hour or two, and she knew she couldn’t do that at home. If the police came to ask her about Mickey, she didn’t want to answer questions while concealing a gargoyle. She just didn’t think she could pull it off. If the police didn’t show, then she had to worry about Mickey’s crew. Word had to have gotten around that Juniper f****d up a job. No one could believe that she’d do
