I136 Monmouth was a hungry-looking brick factory, gutted and black-eyed, growing out of an overgrown lot that took up nearly all of a block. A clue to the building's original identity was painted on the eastern side of the building: MONMOUTH MANUFACTURING… Two of the walls were made up of old windows, dozens of tiny, warped panes, except for a few clear ones Gansey had replaced.

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There was something unfamiliar about him when he arrived in the Pig. Something ferocious about his eyes, some sort of bite in his faint smile. Something altogether hectic and unsettled. She stood on the ledge of his smile and looked over the edge. This wasn't the Gansey she'd seen in the kitchen earlier; this was the Gansey she secretly called at night. He didn't ask where she wanted to go. They were not allowed to speak of this, so they said nothing at all. The Camaro idled on the silent late-night street. She climbed in and slammed the door. Gansey -- heedless, wild Gansey - tore into another gear as soon as they were out of the neighborhood. He sent the car hurtling from stoplight to stoplight and then, when he got to the empty highway, he let the car frantically climb in speed, his hand a fist over the gearshift. They were driving east, toward the mountains.

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