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Lena nodded, not trusting her voice. Danika gave her a quick smile and shuffled off toward the stairs, her keys jingling a soft goodbye.
That’s when she heard the shuffle of sneakers on the grimy tile. A young woman, maybe twenty, with purple braids and a janitor’s uniform—blue polo shirt, keys on a lanyard—stopped in front of her. reload septa key card
The words blinked on the small screen, a red accusation. Lena nodded, not trusting her voice
“Come on,” she whispered, smoothing the bill against the cold metal of the kiosk. She tried again. a red accusation. “Come on
