Seventeen Minutes on Route 18 Wrecked an Eighteen-Million-Dollar Corporate Buyout
“I’m all right,” she said.
“You’re not.” I had my phone out.
“I’m calling.”
“Don’t.” She paused.
One, two, three.
“Please don’t make a fuss.”
“What’s your name?”
Three seconds again.
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