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“Answer me!” He almost shouted, grasping her arms and shaking her, “Can you please just answer me?”
“Come on, let’s get you out of the cold.”
She startled back a step, then swayed, eyes fluttering shut. Her hands clamped more tightly around her temples, but though obviously in pain she still made no sound at all. She didn’t resist when he guided her along.
He draped his coat over her shoulders and helped the redhead into his car.
She pressed the coat firmly back on him, pulling her cloak back close around her body. She didn’t put the hood back up, but kept it huddled around her throat, and seemed tense and nervous until he got in the car. Light fingertips brushed over the dials and knobs of the stereo and air systems, and a faint frown creased her forehead.