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Soon after that.

Sam droves the big vehicle down the main street of town. It was late afternoon but the city was never deserted by all the turmoil of activities that moved without stopping even once.

Sam pressed the horns annoyed with the vehicle in front of him that often cut his way.

"This guy really, can you drive? Right-left, left-right, don't you see people's cars waiting in line? This moron"

Dakota was seen sitting quietly with one hand on the door supporting his head. He had to admit that he was tired too. Sam turned.

"Have you changed your mind? I can take a detour down the bridge"

Dakota didn't answer, Sam seemed to be talking to himself. It was normal to talk to stones, that was the response he always got.

"Hey"

Dakota turned his head.

"Do you guys already know who the owner of the leg that was found with Jon is? You raided the fridge and didn't find the body, did you?"

Sam nodded.

"Well, yeah, unfortunately, hemh, don't know where the owner of the leg is, how come the body w
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