I got there at about 6 AM. It was still dark and traffic was as heavy as it was at 3AM.
L.A., I thought. I sighed and drove around until I had found Hell's Kitchen. It looked pretty cheery and nice. I turned off the ignition and waited. What if Buffy didn't want me there. What if she was just an undercover ...Slayer...in a job trying to catch a
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