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.

driver trailed behind, popping open the

and helped Moss stow

L I B R A R Y In a flurry of motion, the driver fished out the stack of cash Moss

wallet was thin, he wasnt

bills for his fare, ready to hand the

saw Moss already pushing the stroller toward

money! the driver called out,

security guard stopped him, telling him to move

his protests, the guard remained

no alternative, the driver resorted to shouting

heard him, yet Moss merely cast a backward glance

driver stood bewildered, his

must Moss be to abandon such a

unsettling thought

scrutinized

him, his voice rising above the

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

the train station, Moss strode purposefully, exchanging

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