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... His heart was beating in his ears as he fought to keep a straight face.
“Who is that?” his mom called from the dining table.
“U-um, it’s the guards,” he shouted to her, then looked back at them. “I, uh, I don’t own this place, or anything. Do you want me to get my mom? She’d know more about all this stuff.”
The lead guard gave a curt nod. “Whoever can give us some answers about these reports.”
One of the guards off to the side sighed. “An illegal Class holder is j ...
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