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Arlo
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I open my eyes and realize I’m in the hospital. Just then, a voice speaks to my right.
“How are you feeling?” I turn my head to find Ross standing next to the window and he starts advancing toward the bed, his hands tucked in his pants pockets.
“My back is sore, but I’m alive,” I reply, trying to sit upright.
“Take it easy. Malaya (Garcia) said you need to stay off your feet,” he continues, settling in the small chair next to the bed. “What happened? We heard you slid off the road,” he asks, shocking me. I did not slide off the road. Another car hit me. I tell him and he nods, saying he’s glad I’m okay, but there’s just something different about him. About his aura. He’s not the Ross I know.
I ask him for his phone so I can call Clive, and tell him why I couldn’t make……
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