Liam. “I lost her when she was quite young, and to be honest, for months I was angry, I blamed my friend yet deep down I knew, if he could bring her back, he will, she was sick you know, she was going to die either way, I just wished I had more time with her, I had to find a purpose so I picked religion, to find a sense of direction, call it a rebound after losing my daughter. I don’t care.” Caleb spoke. My pulse raced. I felt a thundering sound fill my ears, and I averted my gaze from the screen. I was eavesdropping on his conversation with his friend, I had a camera and a microphone hidden. I got the file about everyone who attended that camp, there is no one shady, not even a single mafia king, just mere people, thieves, people who lost themselves in drugs, people who survived something grave, people who lost themselves through other means. My eyes darted back to the screen, Caleb is good. I should have known, it saddened me that he didn’t mention she was sick, even
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