Stolen heaven
The director pointed his gun at him, but the stranger seemed unfazed by his charade.
“Did Diane send you?”
“It is an insult if you think I work for that delinquent wench”
The stranger's deep voice said; he sat on the couch by the door and removed his disguise. To his surprise, it was none other than his long-term friend Mr Smith. His heart skipped a beat; he had assumed he was dead in the car crash, but when Diane Donaldson returned to town, he had his suspicions.
“You look like you are really on the verge of death, old friend”, the director said bluntly.
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