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The location leads me to an apartment complex in the city. I pack in the underground garage, The black Ferrari I’d named Bumper was packed at the curb when I stepped out of the house, the key fob in the drivers seat when I made my way around.

I glance around as I shut off the vehicle my phone pinged with a text in the cup holder.

Second elevator. It read

Passcode: 0676

I drew in a fortifying breath before popping the door open.

Cool wind blasted my face and through my loose hair. I tugged my jacket closer, seems it’s going to rain, I think as I looked around for the elevator and made my way towards it.

After agreeing to meet him, I’d taken some time to freshen up and actually run a brush through my hair. I pushed the call button, moving from foot to foot, my belly queasy as waited for the evaluator to arrive.

Ping

I startled as the elevator door slid open.

Is it too late to get back in my car?

I could just tell him something came up.

And talk later, it didn’t hav