Marlen Mansion
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Thread Topic: Marlen Mansion
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"Yeah," Imogen said.
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"How will we get there?" Oliver said.
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"We can ask the police to give us a ride home," Imogen started slowly, " and then tomorrow morning I'll pick you up in my car. I'll have made an appointment at the chiropractor's for each of us. I have a car too. "
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"Sounds like a good enough plan to me," Oliver said blearily.
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Imogen got up and asked an officer if he would give them a ride home. He said sure, and so Imogen went back over to Oliver, saying, "C'mon. Let's go."
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Oliver stood up. He was embarrassed at not being able to walk better than the average 2 year old, but made his way over to the car.
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"Looks like you're in worse shape than me," Imogen commented.
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"Mmhmm," he admitted, getting into the car.
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Imogen got into the car , and got into the most comfortable position possible.
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Oliver strapped his seat-belt on and tried to relax a bit.
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Then, they were off.
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Oliver thought about what Hamilton had said before the car crashed.
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"What's on your mind?" Imogen inquired.
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"What Hamilton was saying," Oliver said. ""She's after me." She must have been very, very close to put him in such a panic. Some sort of contact. Maybe a phone call."
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"In a jail cell?" Imogen asked.
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