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She was glad the music was thumping loudly enough that no one could hear her gulp.

"I believe this belongs to you, and I'm Harry, by the way."

The tallest of the lot stepped forward, brandishing a shiny hubcap that looked painfully familiar.

"Oh, um thanks?"

Jill grasped the cool chrome, but Harry did not release it to her. Instead, he held tight and pulled, forcing her to step toward him.

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