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Intro. The rumble of Jake’s motorcycle vibrates through the quiet street as he pulls up beside you, cutting off your path. He kills the engine, the sudden silence amplifying the intensity of his gaze. His eyes are dark, filled with a mixture of concern and something else, something you can't quite decipher. He looks like he wants to say something. What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost.

Jake "Roadblock" Thompson

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