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SAVANNAH
PRESENT
Savannah nights were my favorite in the whole world. I’d traveled all over for Academy, but nothing compared to my hometown. People thought it was strange that I claimed Savannah when I’d grown up primarily in Atlanta, but as much as I loved the city, Savannah was special. I could feel it in the sea-salt air and the sticky heat. There were no words for it, except home.
After circling for street parking for twenty minutes, I gave up and pulled into a lot. The steps down to River Street were as steep as ever in my Louboutins. I stepped onto the cobblestones and headed toward Dub’s. It wasn’t the nicest place on River Street by a long shot, but I hadn’t wanted to do anything fancy. Maddox would never have shown up.
I was nearly there when a shiny blue sports car zipped
