HOSTAGE
he said.
"Thank you, this is our haven from the hands of the enemy," I replied.
"You're right. So, I'll let you know if there's a message from Claire," he said and left me.
When Heath was gone, I opened my suitcase and took the only book I brought with me. The Name of a Rose, written by the Italian author Umberto Eco. I haven't even finished from the prime. I couldn't face reading it because of too many works in Paris. I turned to the page where I placed the bookmark.
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