What future even existed without Haiden in it?

Haiden

"Don't lose your phone, Cross. I'm gonna need you tomorrow."

Snake's gravelly voice barks the words as he shoves me out. The concrete rushes up to meet me and I hit it with a grunt. Tires squeal behind me and the stink of burnt rubber crawls up my nose. I cough, spitting dust.

For a second...

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