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... at the damage. Not catastrophic, but not nothing either.
The driver’s door of the other car opened.
I straightened up as a woman stepped out. Short black hair. Sharp features. Familiar posture. I stared at her for a second.
"Oh, you gotta be kidding me," I muttered. "You again?"
Hannah closed her door calmly and walked around the front of her car onto the sidewalk. "Sorry," she said evenly. "I rear-ended your car."
She was the same chick that rear ended me ...
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