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14. Twitching Remains
14Twitching RemainsThe Jeep Wrangler was an older model. Battlefield green, it had two doors, a soft top, and a manual transmission which Billy was cranking for all it was worth. He loved it! As he drove, the loose canvas top flapped noisily. The wind whistled in and swiped him across the face, cooling him down for the first time since he’d arrived in LA. The heat, though, had nothing to do with rising demons and everything to do with the Californian midday sunshine. It beat down on his mop of black hair, sending rivulets of sweat down the back of his neck. Now he had a city to focus on, he could get organized, and had already shopped for the equipment he needed to pinpoint Tazia: two of the most powerful laptops he could find, a supplementary router (the ones in those things were never
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