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crazy woman attacked me-aren

eat beading on his forehead. Just as he opened his

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hone back into my pocket and locked my

scrambled to her feet and ja

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it behind her back, then a light shove sent her stumbling into the metal bar counter. She slid down against i

ck-suited bodyguards stared in shock, none of them expect

make another sound, what happ

g on the floor, my calm voice s

bone-deep terror finally seized her. She clamped

of the crowd as Alexander strode

rena before locking his gaze onto me. Walking briskly o

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his suit sleeve in return, u

phanage in the old district right no

gravity of the matter. Without asking a s

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ips with the Vale fam

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ard the familiar red-brick building, only to find the iron

re scattered everywhere, and several construction workers in reflect

right

rward and planted myself dire

r with a cigarette dangling from his lips

and has been bought by Ashford Group's subs

ted him until his toes dangled off

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th, the foreman dropped his ci

ived! I heard the old woman refused to relocate

backside in the dirt. Ignoring him, I sprinted i

he Matron used every day. The lid lay on the floor nearby, and half

ater. Pulling a sterile zip-top bag from my jacket p

ruins and placed a stead

into the developer's background. Nobody in C

sealed bag safely inside my jacket,

who's behind t

expression

ng to swallow our market share from the shadows. Th

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