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Chapter 26 - The Injured President
~ Daniella ~
“Then, I will just have to wake you up.”
That’s what Erik said but yeah, it didn’t happen really until I woke up in my bed with the early morning sunlight assaulting my eyes.
It’s not like I expected anything to— okay... to be honest, well, I really did expect something to happen to me and Erik last midnight, so I was a bit (just a bit) disappointed that he didn’t visit me at all.
I wondered why as I sat in my bed groaning and massaging my head from a sleepless night, and then it hit me. Karl did mention about Lotus Spade last night and by the mere name of it, it all brought me down to one conclusion — that maybe, possibly Erik and the others went to the nightclub and do what most mercenaries do — attack. And attack in my head means guns, blood and more guns.
Hurriedly, I pranced out of my bed and took a quick shower. With a new ensemble of stretchable slim-fit jeans and plain white tee
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