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Then he leaned into the open SUV window and said to Caleb, “Got another call. Slow it down, will you, bud?”
“Yes, sir,” Caleb said, as amicably as he could. His hands still clutched the steering wheel with a death grip. The policeman nodded and then hurried back to his
car, shouting to the other officer, “Problem at the zoo. You’re never going to believe this.”
Caleb glanced at Argos, whose tanned face had turned gray.
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