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The Meeting.
The motel was stuffy. It was run down, it was in the middle on New York, it was surrounded with drunken people who seemed too keen to get into eachothers ...
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Sight. Chapter 2 of The Meeting.
The lights were a blur. There was only darkness and then the odd illuminating spark of bright as Kathryn drove fast down the motorway. It was silent, no radio and ...