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70. Two travellers, One lie...

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70. Two travellers, One lie...

Two sleek cars screeched to a deafening halt opposite each other, the sound of tires against asphalt cutting through the silent night.

The car doors opened.

Sasha stepped out.

Liam stepped out.

Liam stood beside his car, a lazy smirk resting on his face. He brought a stick of cigarette to his lips and Sam appeared immediately to light it up for him.

He took a slow drag. Exhaled. Then looked at Sasha.

Sasha stood there, hands clenched tightly at her sides as she wa
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