Chapter 44 A way out

  I lit the cigarette with shaky fingers, standing near the bridge, watching cars crawl past behind me. 

  I took a drag, coughed once, and leaned over the railing.

  My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and dialed Frank.

  He answered fast. “Hazel?”

  I pressed the phone to my ear, voice l...

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