"Can you tell me where?" As we approached the gates of the community where Lesly lived, Remon called out to us on his cell phone.When he came to a halt, he said, "Here!" I was the first to arrive, and their gate was already open.When we arrived, Lesley's husband was still standing outside the car, his shoulder swollen and blood streaming from it."Baby, there you are," I said with a nod. Then he approached Lesly and his wife, his shoulder and leg grazed by a gunshot from the last encounter.After that, they brought it into the home, and I followed after them.My phone is in the car, sweetheart. In the event that someone contacts you, please provide me with driving instructions to the location. They departed without a trace.Because her husband had been shot, Lesly had contacted me recently to inform me of the situation. Despite the fact that she didn't want to be admitted to the hospital, she felt compelled to contact Remon since he was the one doctor she knew she could rely on.I w
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