Love and fresh air

The sharp bends on the road make her sick. They stop the car for a while to let her recover, while the guys take a smoking break.

A lot more is retching inside her than the motion sickness. This is her moment of freedom. It is either now or never. She drives away alone – after a while, feeling lighter after exposure to fresh air.

The police find dead bodies of two guys on the seashore, but no crashed vehicle is found in the vicinity. They are identified as drug-peddlers, but the parcels they were reported to be carrying are missing.

 

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