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She threw another punch at him.

Jin opened his wide palm and caught her fist—the impact made him hiss in pain. "Don't you have backup cars? If not, I'll loan you one."

"Who wants your piece of junk?"

Chloe Bishop swung again. This time, Jin grabbed her wrist. "Stop hitting me! One more and I'm fighting back."

He shoved her hand away and sat up, pointing at his swollen eye