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NEW YORK

Turns out, 'off the grid,' meant an Inn that was a mere shuttle distance from the airport. I listened John bark directions as the cars changed course several times. When I asked about it, Chris said something about 'shaking the tail'.

'The pack will scope the place first," Will tells as we pile out of the cars. I mentally roll my eyes. Everything felt as tight shipped as a Presidential escort and I was over it

I swiftly pick up my bags off the ground and head towards the glass doors that open to reveal reception, "I think I can manage," I say over my shoulder as the front doors open. Will gaps and scrambles after me as the young receptionist smiles warmly.

"Good morning, what can I do for you?" Her light eyes look over my shoulder as over several mal

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