What’s your kink?

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Benji



 I called the garage to pick up my car off the roadside. I’d slipped a few hundred dollar bills as it was on a road they wouldn’t pick up from, literally. There is supposed to be a twenty-four-hour call out, anytime, anywhere. What f*****g bullshit.


Once it was in the back of their van, Domenic and I returned to one of his offsite offices where he got on the phone and barked out orders to whoever was on the other side to get footage of all the roads leading to it and, after that one, we found my car with no signs of Claudia whatsoever. 


They tried to fob him off by telling him there were no cameras on those rides and no one used them. That pissed him off even more than he already was. Did I feel sorry for the guy at the other end of the call? Yes, was I going to argue with Do

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