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- The young man pulled off his glove and held up his bare hand. The palm was covered with a flurry of half-faded scars. He pressed his fingers against Mean Green’s grille and the metal sparked. The flashes grew into long arcs that wrapped around his hand and twisted up his arm with electric crackles.
- Cesar vanished in a flash of light and Mean Green’s engine roared to life. A wisp of smoke spun in the air for a moment, and then it was s***ed into the grille by the truck’s fan. Mean Green’s headlights came on. The engine revved three times in a row.
- Excerpt From Ex-Patriots, pg 138-139
- Peter Clines
- https://books.apple.com/us/book/ex-patriots/id585738393
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