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HE PAUSES, for once really flips through the catalogue of instances where he’s blown a red light—he should be safe, right ? “ i don’t think so. they could have caught me at the toll booth, but … ” he sucks back another swig of his coffee, nose wrinkling at the grounds coating his tongue. do they actually charge four dollars for this shit ? “ that sounds like something a murderer would say. i always heard that bundy fella had problems with authority. you related, by any chance ? ”
“Well then I think you’re safe. Take a breather.” It wasn’t like Carsyn was going to tell anyone. First of all, she had nobody to tell aside from her siblings and secondly, the brunette really didn’t see a point. In this town, crime happened frequently. “I have to admit, Carsyn Bundy does have a nice ring to it. Alas. I have a boring last name with relatively normal relatives.”















