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Nadia

The garage was larger than I had expected and definitely bigger than my parents house.

It was long and high-ceilinged with the concrete floor polished to a dull shine that reflected the overhead lights.

Several cars sat in neat rows, each one gleaming like diamonds.

There was a low, sleek red one that looked like it belonged on a racetrack, its curves sharp and aggressive. Next to it was an