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The hinges on the door to the garage let out a pissed squeak; it’s at least ten degrees warmer in the garage than in the adjoining rooms. Dom glances over his shoulder at Brian, standing in the doorway with his hands held up two inches from his body with his fingers flexed upward. “Before we get this going,” Dom says quietly, conscious of Han and Tej standing beside Brian’s car and Rome sprawled insouciantly across the hood. “Just. You can say no.”