Forever Wrong
His laser stare is so intense that I can almost feel it piercing the wall behind me.
In an unexpected burst of movement, he rose to his feet, leaving me momentarily off balance as I adjusted to his sudden change. He faced the bald man and sharply gestured toward the door. The man, wiping his sweaty face urgently, bolted out without hesitation. As the door closed behind us, he buttoned his suit jacket and cleared his throat firmly. "My brother was in an accident a week ago," he stated confidently.
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