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“We’re changing location,” Brook’s voice said through my mobile. She’d gone into the bathroom of The Hang & Hide to make the call.
Trees and houses flashed past the rear window of where I sat in Ethan’s pickup, dotted with what colour remained of flower borders ruined by too much rain and too little sun. “Why, and where to?” I asked, catching Kyle’s eye as he twisted in his seat at the front.
“I’m not comfortable here. It feels too vulnerable, knowing they are already familiar with the place. And I am not yet sure. I asked your friend for recommendations. She suggested a place a short walk away on the edge of town, and when I told her I wasn’t sure of the way, she offered to show me, as she has finished what she came here to do.”
“Don’t let her walk away after she has.” My pulse jum
