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Nate dumped the bicycle at a corner as he took refuge in a little shop that sold souvenirs. He was now totally drenched in rain and his hair stuck to his face. His knuckles were white from how he grasped onto the handles of the bicycle. He stared at his reflection as he regretted his decision on the spur of the moment. How was he going to explain to Ruby he just chased her all the way to the airport? She was going to be startled by his actions. One thing about Nate Jacobin was that he was always calculated, his days were well planned and scheduled carefully.

He placed the wet hood of his head, what if a reporter had seen him?

“This was a terrible idea” he sighed

The rain had reduced to a very light drizzle and the sun began to peep through the clouds. Now, it occurred to him that someone could recognize him if he decided to walk into a clothing store. He shook his head, he was convinced that in the last four hours, he actually ran mad and he just regained his sanity and wa