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Neither of us backed down.

Our eyes refused to budge.

There was so much I wanted to say. Plea, beg, explain, bargain.

He towered over me in height and build. I stood in the shadow oftheAndras Horvath. Legendary instructor. Urban myth.

But at the end of the day, he hadn’t only pushed me to give up on justice. He wanted me to give up on who I was.

“If it’s all or nothing…” I stepped back. “I’d rather have nothing.”

I turned, storming out of his office.

A litany of Hungarian profanities blasted through the door. Glass shattered. Furniture knocked to the ground.

I grazed a fingertip over his name plate fastened on the wall. “Goodbye, Andras.”

Farrow:

Is the pantry clean enough for you now?

Zach:

Yes.

Zach:

But now we need to take care of the laundry room.

Farrow:

We didn’t do anything in the laundry room.

Zach:

Yet.

Ollie vB:

Neat, Zach. You should totally take her for a spin.

Zach:

WTF ARE YOU DOING IN THIS CHAT?

Ollie vB:

I told you my tech guy is great.

Farrow:

Consider me thoroughly disturbed.

Ollie vB:

Oh, come on.

Ollie vB:

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