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∆∆∆ "Martin, William hasn't come home for days now and neither is he in the hotel. I think it's time we take matters into our own hand." "Tomorrow"

*Luca* “Martin, this is a file of a lot of names. People who have been here through time. I have one here, it goes all the way back to 81 !" "And I have one from 74 here". Martin raises a faded chart. "They are all marked as dead”. He opens a new one. "Here! Hallgren. Here we are all three of us”. He lifts the folder out of the drawer and we sit down at a table in the corner.

This time around I don't mind killing any fucking body if their death is going to bring out my people. Martin took a deep breath before speaking and then I knew something was wrong somewhere. “ We received a mail from Kane a few hours ago but I couldn't inform you on time because you were asleep and I didn't want to disturb you” “What is the content of the mail?” I asked Martin, trying so hard to control myself. Martin went for his back pocket and brought out the letter. He was still trying to open it when I collected it from him to read the content myself. “ Hey, Aiden, but it seems you don't value the life of your so-called love and bodyguard turned friend… hahaha, if you know what's going

I exhaled slowly, setting the phone down on the counter without looking away from the city. Negotiation. That word always meant someone was tired. Or cornered. Rarely honest. A soft knock came at the door. I didn’t answer immediately. I already knew who it was. “Come in,” I said. Martin stepped inside first, followed by Q. No unnecessary movement. No wasted energy. Both of them looked like men who hadn’t slept properly in days. Good. That meant they were paying attention. “You’ve read it?” Martin asked. “I’ve read it.”

“You know I don't go down on my words." “No, I don't know,” he paused. “And I don't know you" Martin said with his eyes not leaving Xavier. “I thought I did" “Why would you say something like that?" “Because it's true. I used to think I know you, but I don't know about now" “I can say the same about you" “No you can't," Martin began to walk towards Xavier. His eyes held hurt which surprised Xavier. “I never changed Xavier. I have always been like this and you used to love me for it"

I can only conclude because this is not written in the diary either. "Does Duna actually know what a diary is?" I complained. After storing the ID Card and mercenary ID in the drawer, I took some packets of cookies from the cupboard and read the diary again. If I look again, the first few pages have been torn. Maybe Duna used to write a diary, but suddenly made this book into a notebook. Starting from the Xenobeast category, mercenary system, base system, to how to use guns and laser swords. January 27, 3043

I tried to explain him. “Okay then that’s fine…” Mr. Martin said and smiled. “Anything else?” Mr. Martin asked while putting the papers in his folder. “Should I go now?” He added. “Yes – yes of course… And once again, sorry to bother you…” I said nervously. “It’s okay Emily… You misunderstood some things but it is clear now. Isn’t it?” He wanted to make sure if I was satisfied. “Yes… It’s totally clear now…” I said confidently.