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[INDENT][sub][hr][/sub][color=#D4D4D4][sub][B]Location:[/B] [COLOR=gray][I]Marigold Festival, Mineral Springs Park & Lagoon[/I][/COLOR][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][b]Date:[/b] [COLOR=gray][I]September 7th, 2019[/I][/COLOR][/right][/SUP][/color][sub][hr][/sub][/indent]
[indent][indent]What was the damn reason he was here again? [i]Stretching his legs?[/i]

Charlike took another look behind him and the girl as they moved as quickly as possible from the arts and crafts tents that were now, by this point, full of a little more than knickknacks and overpriced necklaces. He cursed the stupid thought he had about checking out the festival instead of moving along like he had told himself he would do. For a run-of-the-mill insurance investigator he found himself more-and-more unequipped to handle the crisis he had “stretched his legs” into. He almost didn't hear the unnamed woman's voice as he found himself quickly jumping from thought-to-thought. But who wouldn't in his shoes? Where were the cops? He probably would've continued pushing forward with the girls arm attached had she not screamed and pointed eastward.

"My car is over there. If we can get to it, we can get out of here!" She said, pointing to a parking lot that was a little farther out then the one to their right. [i]They had to go. Before things got [b]worse[/b].[/i]

[color=606CB7]“Right. Let me catch my breath.”[/color] 

Charlie released his grip from the girl’s arm, placing his hands on his knees before taking a short, but deep breath.

[color=606CB7]“Charlie, by the way. You alright?”[/color] 

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