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Chapter Eighteen
3rd January, 1999(evening)
The Warehouse
Lana
I was dressed in a black knee length gown, nothing special. What's there to celebrate anyway, its not as if this is a friendly dinner. I just hope this goes well and I don't die before its over.
Summoning enough courage, I pushed open the doors leading to the dining room. To say I was surprised at what I saw would be an understatement, I was amazed. Never in my life could I have imagined that the most feared terrorist group could laugh so cheerfully without a care in the world.
Joel, being the leader of the gang sat at the head of the table. By his right sat Vanessa, looking so beautiful as ever. An Italian man I didn't recognize sat by his left while a bunch of other people I didn't know filled the dinner table, leaving an empty chair beside Vanessa which was obviously for me.
They were immersed in their discussion, none aware of my presence. Just then, Vanessa
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