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20. A Meeting with the Hulk

"We have places to go," he informed me and resumed his eating.

I stopped chewing at the new information. I thought I was going home after breakfast, not to mention. I need my fucking wig to be fixed. It was not glued. It would have fallen off if I move my head too much.

"Can we stop by my apartment on our way?" I asked him hopefully.

"No," the reply came instantly without any hesitation.

That bastard!

I thought everything was going great so far, but I judged too quickly. I was doomed.

"At least, can you tell me where we are going?" I tried to get something out of him.

"No," his answer was curt. He didn't even spare me a single glance.

My attempt ended in vain. After our breakfast, I was apprehensive about the upcoming disaster. I hope we were not chased by some goons, this time. My wig would have probably flown away for sure if I attempt to run.

"Have you seen my bag, sir?" I asked him suddenly remembering about

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