"What?"theyalsked．
"Somethingtocarrythecashin.Whydotakedow?"Theyallughed．
"That’sagoodidea!"Theytookdow,foldedit,threwitirunkandallfiveofthemhurriedlypiledbatothecar．Laughingjoyfully，theydroveaway．Thus，theydecidedonacourseofa，rashlyandflippantly，asiftheywerepyingagame．Lifeactuallyislikeagame，butallgameshavetheirrules．Ifyougobeyondthem,youentertheued．Suchwasthecasehere．Dimitriwasleadinghisfriendsintoatraphesetforhimself，owasfraughtwithdangerah．
Thecarwentonitswaytediously，passingroadsignafterroadsignonthearrhtfreeway,itswheelsrollingpastthefshingroadbubbles．Theedandturnedinataself-servegasstationlocatedoskirtsofthecity．Itwaste,theattendantshadgonehome．Fewcarsstoppedthere，sothepcelookeddesoteaed．Abigbeige-coloredcararkedatoneside,ohoseluxurymodelssopopuriies．Infrontofthevendingmaewastheslimfigureofayoungdyfeedingsintotheslot．Theplopofasodarollingoutsoundedloudandcleariylot．Dimitriwalkedquicklytowardsthepayphone，whiletheotherswaitedinthecar．Hepuhenumbersprihedavoiceimmediatelyanswered．
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"OliverKaffee，please.”
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"MynameisDimitri.”
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Themumblingofthundersouhedistaheweatherhadbeenstrahesedays,allthunderandlightningbutnotadropofrain．
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