The driver raised an eyebrow, momentarily caught off guard.

After a pause, he replied, If youre not going there, youll still have to pay the full fare.

Just change the route.

Ill pay, Moss shot back, impatience rising.

He pulled out a thick stack of cash to show it to the driver.

Hurry up.

Ive got something important to do.

When the driver saw the stack of bills, his eyes lit up.

Just then, Moss said, Take me to the train station.

At the north entrance of the train station.

Moss, cradling Melon in his arms, hopped out of the car in a hurry.

behind,

and helped Moss stow

R A R Y In a flurry of motion,

was thin,

a few bills for his fare, ready to hand the

he glanced up, he saw Moss already pushing the stroller toward the entrance,

money! the driver called out, his voice tinged with

a security guard stopped him, telling him

the guard

with no alternative, the driver resorted

him, yet Moss merely cast a backward glance

bewildered, his

be to abandon such a sum? Or perhaps… Moss had given him funny

thought jolted the

scrutinized the

nudged him, his voice rising above the cacophony

deaf? I told you to move your car! With no other choice, the driver returned to his car with the

the train station, Moss strode purposefully, exchanging his glasses for a pair

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