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Chapter Twenty Eight: More unanswered questions.

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Nikolai.

The club was quiet by the time I decided to leave.

Dominique had already fallen asleep again, and I had no intention of waking him. Whatever had happened during the night, he clearly wasn't going to remember much of it in the morning.

I stood beside the bed for a moment, watching him sleep.

The counting still bothered me.

One to one hundred.

Then back to one.

I had seen fear in his face when I woke him, but the moment he realized where he was, he had shut down and gone ba
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