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“Where are we going?” Smith asked Cameron for the hundredth time, raising his eyebrows.
They were driving in his white Tesla Model X, with Cameron at the wheel. They were somewhere far to the east of the city, but he had no idea where exactly. He could taste and smell salt in the air, so they had to be very close to the ocean.
He squinted out the window, shading his eyes against the dying sun. The terrain had leveled out and the ground had become sandy. They drove up a long incline, and past long stretches of scrub.
He had no idea where Cameron was driving them to, and he hated that. He sighed.
“We’ll be there soon,” she promised, flashing him a grin.
She tossed that shiny mane of red hair playfully. She wore a black halter top and a pair of barely-there jean shorts. He eyed her w
