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"Shit!" I
exclaimed, startled.
"Exactly,” Hunter answered. I turned to him again.
"They're shooting at us AND driving without their headlights?" I asked.
His glasses had started to fall off of his nose, and he pushed them back
up to a more reasonable place.
"Seems like it," he said.
"This is insane."
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