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Verity nodded in agreement, signing where she needed to and offering up her insurance information. As she did so her attention was briefly drawn to someone standing off in the distance. He looked familiar. She focused her gaze and finally saw it. It was the guy who had hit her! God she really hoped she never had to see him again.

What also struck her as odd was the police nearby as well as a cameraman. What the hell happened? Did he crash his bike again and finally kill someone?

Once she was done, she handed the papers back to the tow truck driver. [color=DCDC95]"There you go. Thanks again. And, hey, quick question, do you know what that's all about?"[/color] she asked, pointing in Flynn's direction.