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After a couple of minutes of searching the neighborhood, you finally caught a glimpse of a light blue vintage car turning a corner. You don't know why, but you could feel your heart pumping hard, as if you were doing something horrible.

You slowed the bike and tried to keep hidden as you followed Lucille. Your eyes were on her, tracking her. You can hear your heartbeat in your ears.

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Suddenly, the sound of a metal roll-up being pulled down as a store started to close startled you, causing you to lose your balance and crash on a pile of newspapers next to a garbage bin. You muttered a curse under your breath as you slowly stood up.

Lucille is gone. However, you noticed something.

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