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Mack sat back as he watched her drive. The seat was so far up she was too close to the steering wheel for his taste. He knew it was because of her tiny legs, but he knew if something happened, she would get hurt. He was trying to think of anything that would distract him from thinking of her at the moment. “Did you want to go to your house first to grab some stuff?” she asked.

“Actually, since we know most of them are at the hospital, that might not be a bad idea. We have to be quick, and I will need your help.’ He said as he looked in the back seat with the box that was there. He saw the picture on the top, and he moved to the side and lifted it up. He was shocked. “Haven, why did you have this in your office?&rdqu