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I stumble through the rotating doors

to my car, which is parked out front. I

hear shouting behind me and I know it's

him, Cohen. That lying, cheating

asshole. I fumble with the fob and

manage to get into my car and lock the

door. I lean against the steering wheel to

get my bearing. He knocks at my

window. I cannot make out what he's

saying. All I know is that I have to get

away from here. Away from him. Away