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Gerry's phone rang. It turned out he'd received a message from his girlfriend, Sasha.
"Ger, I want to see you. There's something I want to talk to you about. Let's meet at our usual café."
Gerry furrowed his brow. "Sasha never asks to meet up first. What could be so important that she wants to talk about?"
Not long afterward, Gerry headed to the place Sasha had suggested—their usual meeting spot.
"Hi, Sha," Gerry greeted his girlfriend.
"Hi, Ger. Thanks for coming," Sasha replied.
"Yeah, sweetheart. What was it you wanted to talk to me about?" Gerry asked.
"You'd better watch this video," Sasha said, holding out her phone.
Gerry immediately opened the video. After watching it all the way through, his anger boiled over.
"Holy shit, so this is what caused Galaxy's accident?" Gerry raged.
"I actually didn't want to tell you any of this, sweetheart, but they've gone too far, and we can't just let them keep doing this," Sasha said.
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