Chapter 14 PULLED OVER AND GETTING FUCKED 1.

PULLED OVER AND GETTING FUCKED

The rain had just started, fat, lazy drops smacking the windshield—when the red and blue lights flared in my rearview mirror. My stomach did that quick, guilty flip even though I knew I wasn’t speeding. I signaled, eased onto the shoulder, killed the engine. Gravel cr...

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