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VIVIAN

I sat on the side of the bed my fingers tracing invisible patterns on the laps as the muffled voices of the police officers outside echoed through the room.

They were inspecting the car. I could hear the faint murmur of their radios and the sound of footsteps shuffling on gravel as they found the gas canister I'd placed inside the trunk.

But I was careful. I wore gloves