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It was 1:30 in the morning and the streets were deserted. That was a good thing since I wasn't focusing on the road. All I could think about was fucking Joann. That had been pretty much my only thought since I discovered she had embezzled a large sum of cash from the radio station we worked for. I'd been holding that over her head for a couple of weeks and taking advantage of it on a daily basis.

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