Culprit located
It wasn’t the engine, or anything else his mechanical mind had speculated. It was the last place he expected. As the sun began to set, casting long shadows over the quiet street, James sat in the car, staring at the door panel. He felt a mix of relief and curiosity. His stomach churned with anticipation as he reached for the door panel. It felt sturdy and secure.
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