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“He needed it. His car’s in the shop, and he had an early shift.
I figured…” He stopped himself, exhaled hard. “It’s my car.”
“And?” I said.
“And he got into an accident.”
The room seemed to tilt. I gripped the back of a chair to steady myself.
“Nothing major.
No one was hurt. But… the other car was damaged. The police were called.
Insurance got involved.”
I folded my arms.
“Okay.”
Okay?”
He pushed his chair back and stood. “The insurance company called this morning. Since the car’s registered to me and Mike isn’t listed as a driver, they’re saying coverage might be limited.
Or denied.”
I waited.
“They need paperwork. Statements. There’s a claim dispute.
And the other driver is already calling about repairs.”
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