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“A second ago, you were ready to erect a statue to me for getting you out of there. Now, you want to stay?”

Her eyes narrow, but her frowny mask does nothing to hide her obvious panic. “I don’t want to stay, but I can’t get in your car. I-I’m claustrophobic.”

“What?”

“Claustrophobic,” she spits, ...

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