Thirteen Seconds
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Ongoing18m
Last published Sat, May 10, 2014
One positive thought to think about; at least the company hadn't betrayed or abandoned her.
Tears started leaking out of her eyes, and deep shuddering sobs wretched her body, shaking her to the bones. She crouched hugging her knees to her chest as she continued to cry.
A car drove by her narrowly missing her huddled on the road, it’s tires squealed to a stop, the engine revved once and then it backed up slowly to where she was huddled.
She heard the whine of a car window as it was rolled down electronically. “Do you need some help?”
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(Detective Harold Vance wasn't one to complain, but after helping a young woman he found in the middle of the road, he finds his life turned upside down.)
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