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CHAPTER 26: BACK TO RUNS: CLOSE TO CAUGHT

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last update 게시일: 2026-05-21 20:46:26

CHAPTER 26

BACK TO RUNS: CLOSE TO CAUGHT

The school flag fluttered on its pole, as a quiet wind rolled over the school parking area. The place seemed unnaturally silent and that only tightened the knot in Jake's stomach.

His grip on the steering wheel tightened as he slowly drove down the street. He looked out the window, swallowing the lump forming in his throat before finally parking beneath a dying tree.

Killing the engine, he placed both hands on his lap, his fingers drumming to the rhyth
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