Jeep shows up again

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They didn’t wait long. As she turned onto Meadow Hill Road, the black Jeep reappeared, steady and unrelenting. It crawled behind her, the same distance, as if claiming the road.
Sweat slicked her palms against the wheel. Her voice stayed steady into the microphone: “He’s here.” The radio crackled back with calm reassurance, “We see him. Stay calm.”
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