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, popping open the

the stroller and helped Moss stow

A R Y In a flurry of motion, the driver fished out

his wallet was thin, he wasnt

fare, ready to hand the rest

Moss already pushing the stroller toward the entrance,

driver called out, his

to follow, but a security guard stopped him, telling him to move his car, cautioning about

his protests, the guard remained

no alternative, the driver resorted to

a backward glance before disappearing into

bewildered, his

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

thought

scrutinized the

voice

car! With no other choice, the driver returned to his car with the money and drove

exchanging his glasses for a pair of dark

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