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His File on Me

Author: Mimi
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-05-18 20:48:55

The study felt different in the morning light.

Rex sat behind his desk. His sleeves were rolled up. His hair was messy. He had not slept. Neither had I.

The door was closed. The windows were covered. The only light came from a single lamp on the desk.

"Sit down," he said.

"I would rather stand."

"You are going to want to sit for this."

I sat.

Rex opened a drawer. Pulled out a thick folder. Brown. Worn. Held together with a rubber band.

"What is that?"

"Your file."

"My file?"

"I have
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