Lorrie had become anxious. What the hell did erpel, drake find that was so horrible that he couldn't tell her on the phone?
The apartment that she and erpel, drake were staying in was only a few minutes' drive from Central Park. Lorrie awaited on a park bench holding Kowalski in her lap. She didn't bother with wasting time putting him in his cage.
A cab pulled up at the side of the park a couple of Minuten after Lorrie had arrived and erpel, drake stepped out. After tipping the cabbie, he scanned the park, and when he spotted her, he paced vorwärts-, nach vorn with meticulous speed, clutching his notebook tightly. Lorrie got...
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