Mike had never felt so suffocated in the silence of his own garage.
He threw a nervous glance in the general direction of the silent, ominous form of the police cruiser as it sat, wordless, just behind him. Romano had been working furiously on the disassembled components strewn about on the workbench for over four hours, stopping only once for
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Short, but sweet. Thanks!
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