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"Who is that?" Sam let go of Caramel, his personal fear setting in from the effect of the shock that followed the sudden intrusion of what he must have tagged an unknown presence.

"Caramel, I give you the count of three. Don't make me do something as funny as call the cops on you." Justine sounded so determined. For my state of mind, I would have been particularly interested in screaming his name but I was weaker than a day old child and I felt as if all the blood that flowed through my veins had been drained.

"How did he get here?" She began to panic, pacing around the room. "This is bad." She declared. They were clearly not professional enough and hence risked getting caught whether or not they tried to avoid it.

"Who the heck is he?