ROAD TRIP.

ROAD TRIP.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Mar 20, 2019
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Action and Thriller
Amaya Lindström wasn't always a wanted runaway being chased by both her father's thugs and the police, just as Cadence Moon wasn't always a taxi driver who is chasing a gang with memories of his family that could soon prove fatal if not hidden. But, life always had a way of making things how it's supposed to be in the end. Join the adventure of two teens- one desperately trying to get lost, and the other frantically trying to find his bearings once more. ALTERNATE DESCRIPTION: in which a girl needs to get away and finds the perfect taxi driver for the job. © BECSEXUAL WARNING! THIS BOOK CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, MENTIONS OF DRUG ABUSE, GANGS/MAFIAS, DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE AND GORE, SUICIDE, MENTAL DISORDERS, AND POTENTIALLY SEXUAL CONTENT.
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