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CHAPTER 11 - IRA'S WORRIES
On the other side of the city in an average apartment, a twenty-six year old brunette stood worried in her apartment. Her right hand tapping nervously on the desk. She hadn’t seen or heard from Matt in about three weeks and was getting terribly worried about him. She now had a horde of unanswered calls and texts to him.
Finally, with a resigned shrug. She left the room for the kitchen. She wasn’t surprised, he was reverting to his usual style. Matt the Flash was fading; and real fast. She couldn’t help it, could she?
Entering the kitchen, she warmed the leftover chicken sandwich she found and fed her stomach. No way in hell was she going to bother herself over his misdemeanours.
She ate it in her sitting-room on a cushion, silently seething but controlling it; Afterall, she knew what she had signed up for. She turned her mind to more impor
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