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... ng up the phone, he slowly put on a pair of black rubber gloves again.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Mrs. Archer nearby.
Mrs. Archer was still humming ’mmm mmm mmm’, trying repeatedly to struggle free from the ropes tied to her.
Dylan Drexler put down his phone and came over, grabbing her face.
"Stop struggling, old thing."
"If you’re in my hands, either confess everything cleanly, or... go underground and reunite with your old master."
"So, I’ ...
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