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I slid into the driver’s seat, closed the door, and the world fell silent. I took out my phone, opened the article, and read it again. The second reading felt different from the first. The first time, I skimmed quickly, grasping the structure and main points. The second time, I read slowly, sensing the undertones between the lines. The writer of this piece was no amateur.

“Can you read it? Not me. You. And if it’s bad, you don’t tell me. You just say ‘it’s bad.’ And we burn it. Okay?” _Thump-thump. Thump-thump._ Adrian looked at me. I nodded. Once. He opened it. One page. Handwritten. Block letters. Like a child. Like mockery. Adrian read. Silently. Face didn’t change. 84 BPM. Then 91 BPM. Then 76 BPM. He folded it. Put it back. Envelope.

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Underneath it, Jayda was reading him the way she read race data. Constantly. Precisely. Without letting the reading show. She watched the way his eyes moved to the track when she spoke about the drivers, the way his attention sharpened on the operational details and softened on the personal ones, the way he held his coffee cup and the way he leaned forward slightly when something she said interested him and the way he leaned back when he was offering something he wanted her to receive without pressure.

Network notation. Lena crossed to the table and read it. We waited. Fen and I at the door. Naya slightly behind us. Lena read for four minutes. Then she read it again. Then she stood with her hands flat on the table, looking at the document, not reading anymore, just being present with what she'd received. She turned around.

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They were at red signal. "Don't you think you are using a big word?" Jessica inquired, keeping her hands on the steering wheel, tapping both of her index fingers on it. She doubted that Stephanie had just grown an attachment towards Raiden and had mistaken those feelings for something romantic. She was still young, it was easy for her to get jumbled in her feelings.