Date: 2017-02-10 10:30 pm (UTC)
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Robin decided they would interrogate that more later. The Uber was one minute away, so he said, "Walk with me," and led them to the corner where it was waiting by the time they got there.

The driver gave Prometheus a wary look.

Robin climbed in and handed the driver a ten pound note. "Not a word," he said, and settled into the backseat.
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