SEREIA "hi dear," the man said. "I'm so glad you came." He added and I just stared at him. My gaze ran over his wrinkled skin and grey hair once again, this man was old but he kept staring at me like I was his next meal.This wasn’t who I expected Saint to be, I thought he would be young guy not a man who looked older than my father. "You're the one texting me?" I asked my voice coming out small that I intended and he just grinned at me slowly, his smile greasy and uncomfortable."And you're the girl." He said as a matter of fact, stepping closer. “Come on don’t be shy." He added and I just stared at him confused. "The proof. Do you have it?" I questioned wanting to cut to the chase and he equally tilted his head at me, confusion flickering across his face and then it shifted to something that made my skin crawl. "Proof," he repeated like I was speaking another language and then he laughed it was low and ugly. . "Yes, dear. I have everything you need." He murmured as he walked p
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