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Regret

San Francisco, USA

April 2012

    Lynn Vandestine

He was standing in an old, mouldy garage, where he had come to meet a guy. Actually, he had no other choice except keeping his order and coming here.

His heart was throbbing with fear.

At that moment, a man came into the place. He had a bald head, wrinkled skin and that kind of blue sharp eyes which made someone real scared. Two suited man with black sunglasses also appeared behind him.

"Agent Stanley." The old man, named Chief Malum, said in a deep voice and stopped a feet away from him.

"Chief Malum," Lynn replied flatly. 

"I never asked you why you don't use your father's surname." Chief folded his arms across his chest, pinning him with his eyes. 

God, he hated this man.

"Because my so-called father was a good man. Just like you." He bantered him.

Chief laughed lightly. "Oh, he was. It's so bad you killed him. You didn't need to."

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