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ANOTHER ENEMY TO BE WEARY OFF
Author: Bliss
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"Like I said, Mr. Almond. I have not opened the envelope yet. I think it might be wise for you to wait while I try and reach out to you." I said, immediately trying to walk away.

Almond's firm hands caught my wrist. "Not too fast, Dan. Do you really want to go down this path?"

"And which path could that be?" I asked, staring back into his eyes.

"I could use brutal force and get what I need. Or you can just let me have what I need. Which is it going to be?"

Laura walked towards us immediatel
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