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"What's your name?" I jumped at the sudden question and looked at him. He gave me an impatient look. "Well come on, you can talk can't you?" I opened my mouth and prayed to God that my voice would work for me. "Indigo." He gave me another look, eyebrows raised. I grimaced realizing he wanted my full name. "Havenfield." He nodded and turned back to looking out the window. I felt there was more to that question then just so he knew what to call me, but right now I didn't worry about that. "You're that thief, from the news?" I asked him hesitantly, not sure if it was okay for me to ask questions or not. This time I was sure I saw a hint of a smirk before he nodded. "Yeah, that's me." "Are you going to let me go?" He scowled slightly and his hand twitched on the steering wheel. "I wouldn't hold your breath."
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