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Chapter 104: The cabin
Writer's pov
Robert opened the door of the room and came out, scrubbing a hand down his face as he walked out. His wife had been so tired lately and she couldn't get up as early as she used to as she felt tired. He dragged his feet to the kitchen so he could get a cup of coffee so he could start his day. He stretched and lifted the coffee beans from the first cupboard. It closed with a small bang. He turned to pick up the coffee pot sitting patiently on the isle in the middle of the kitchen.
"Lovely house!" Robert heard before he could finishing turning. He walked back some steps, looking at the relaxed figure of his half brother. He wouldn't have been that scared if he had known he was there. His eyes quickly roamed the other's body. He moved back to the isle, resting his body on it when his hands went to the spot under the isle where he kept his gun.
"Looking for this?" Robert saw the gun he been trying to get in his half-brother's palm. Even though the way th
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