Chapter 8 I Didn't Mean To Interrupt

~Ryan~

On my lunch break at the station, I scribble furiously at my notepad when my best friend, Elena Vargas, slides into the seat beside me raising a curious brow.

“Are you designing a Rube Goldberg machine?”

I slam the notebook closed and put the pen down.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,...

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