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In the quiet, neon-haze hours before everything collapses, Bryan receives what should have been a routine favor: dropping off a sealed organ-transport cooler across town for a generous sum of quiet cash. Wanting an excuse to get out of the house and spend some late-night time together, he calls Fawn—his sweetheart, his safe place, and the light of his life—to ride shotgun.

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