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35. Trust her?
Abraham
Wait! No! I screamed into my mind. I was misleading her or she was uttering rubbish.
My body iced right there as I jerked myself."What the fuck!", I groaned, glaring at her.
"I saw her last night near Wagon number 13. You can ask any of the guards. And it was the same wagon she was staying with Amelia before", she spoke. "And to be very honest Abraham, she can move the whole cupboard. It's not a big deal for her. Just think"
My mind took me back to the past moments.
"I'm not feeling sleepy. I wanna stroll here for a while"
"Don’t trust me so much, my bittersweet gangsta. Maybe one day I can be the reason for your sleepless nights”
"Moreover, only she has a strong motive to work against you. She was here to destroy this deal. Don't forget that", she added.
"We're not sure. What if she didn't", Victor said.
"She is the granddaughter of our enemy and we all know that why she was h
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