014: Ingmar

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Dawn hadn't been very specific, but it sounded like they would need a car, at the very least. The only friend Xue knew in The City that had one was Ingmar, but he and Dawn did not get along. Great. She booted her phone's translator and connected.

"Hi, it's Xue. I need you to do me a favor..."

Traffic was glacial throughout The City. It took them two hours to reach the financial district. The sight of Dawn dangling helplessly from a gargoyle was worth it though. Ingmar laughed so hard he barely recorded her annoyed frown without camera shake.

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