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Josh insists on driving his Ferrari to the club. And he drives like a loon, forgetting the whole point of hiring me and leaving me for dust. I run a couple of reds to keep up as we head down into the city. But by the time I catch up, there's a white Range Rover between us. It could be a different one, but seems like a coincidence.
We pull up at a set of lights, not far from the club. Josh in front, then the Range Rover. And me.
I pull up alongside the Range Rover. Try and get a look inside, but the windows are tinted black.
The lights turn to green. Josh pulls away in the Ferrari. The Range Rover guns it after him, as though trying to keep up. But I'm quicker out of the blocks, anticipating the lights. I power forward in the SUV and pull in ahead of the Range Rover.
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