Don't Hold Your Breath
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  • Reads 423
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  • Parts 16
  • Time 2h 56m
Complete, First published Sep 21, 2020
Mature
"What's your name?" 
	I jumped at the sudden question and looked at him. He gave me an impatient look.
	"Well come on, you can talk can't you?"
	I opened my mouth and prayed to God that my voice would work for me.
	"Indigo." He gave me another look, eyebrows raised. I grimaced realizing he wanted my full name. "Havenfield."
	He nodded and turned back to looking out the window. I felt there was more to that question then just so he knew what to call me, but right now I didn't worry about that. 
	"You're that thief, from the news?" I asked him hesitantly, not sure if it was okay for me to ask questions or not.
	This time I was sure I saw a hint of a smirk before he nodded. 
	"Yeah, that's me."
	"Are you going to let me go?"
	He scowled slightly and his hand twitched on the steering wheel.
	"I wouldn't hold your breath."
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