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Without waiting for her reply, Seth Rollins opened the passenger door and settled into the seat.

Chloe Bishop: "..."

Had she just dug her own grave?

Oh well—she'd worry about the track first.

Once they were in the car, Seth Rollins kept his eyes closed, resting. Chloe Bishop's gaze inadvertently drifted to his left hand—it was covered in cuts and scrapes of varying depths