Bob knew every turn and corner in The City.  He could get from The Heights to The Bay inside of ten minutes, in any weather, at any time of day.  He’d been a driver for Midas Corp. for five years, and he’d been Augustus Sizemore’s chauffeur for two.  Before that, he’d been a Daytripping Gearhead.  Once he was the king of the underground street racing circuit.  But everybody has to grow up and get a real job sometime.  The doors opened and two men got in.  One was his boss, the other, he did not know.  Bob started the engine.

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