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The Stranger Called Luke

Claire's Pov

Mr. Nice Guy; Luke's eyes brushed my face, searching for an answer. He had done enough, taking me from such a lonely road to the buzz of the city. He made appropriate conversations and entertained me with his sleek humor.

However, dropping me off at my destination? No, I wouldn't accept that. Firstly, I was extremely worried my phone was not with me and I could not contact Don, but I was excited I was close to my destination as evening already approached.

Secondly, Luke was still a stranger and for my safety, I could not let him drop me off at the new place Don readied for me.

"Luke. I'm sorry. But I would just drop off and take a cab"

He hissed his teeth but smiled again. "How about your phone and car, how do I reach you when my men are back from the mechanic"

"That's easy," I said, tapping Cowen from the front seat. I requested his ID card and handed it over to Luke. "Reach out to me on this line"

"No, Claire. Do you mean you want your men to come pick it up for you?
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