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Chapter 27: Lines of Fire

last update Data de publicação: 2026-02-02 05:19:13

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Desmond left home for work, but didn't go to the office. James joined his ride, and they drove to his club. At the club, the driver waited in the car at the car park, while James and Desmond headed for the office inside the club.

"Is he coming?" Desmond asked, unlocking his office door.

"Yes, sir," James replied and checked his time. "He should be here."

"I'll go get him," James said and quickly headed out.

Inside the office, Desmond made himself a cup of coffee. While waiting
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