The Golden Circuit
October 12 The engine of the Ford Taurus coughs, a dry, rattling sound that vibrates through the steering wheel and into your knuckles. You are forty-two years old, and the Nevada heat is pressing against the windshield like a physical weight, a wall of shimmering air that blurs the horizon. In your jacket pocket, the glass vial sits cold against your thigh. It is the only thing in your life...
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