CATALINAHe dragged me into the next room and let go of my arm. He peeked outside, glancing in both directions of the hallway before carefully closing the door.I gaze around the room. In a quiet, dimly lit space, there are shelves lining the walls, stacked high with boxes, tools, and forgotten odds and ends. A faint scent of dust and old wood lingers in the air, mingling with traces of cardboard and metal. In the corner, a rusted filing cabinet stands, its drawers slightly ajar, revealing yellowed papers and miscellaneous trinkets tucked away long ago. Despite its cluttered nature, there’s an odd sense of order. Every item has its place, waiting patiently to be needed once again.“You knew the people she imprisoned?”Mr. Yu got my attention. He stood like an immovable pillar, with piercing eyes and deep furrows carved into his brow, each wrinkle a testament to battles fought, wisdom earned, and an unyielding will. I admit his presence was a force, heavy in the air.But I didn't fal
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