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... to drain me of what little energy I had when dealing with others. I made sure that he had not followed me, which wasn’t terribly difficult because I really was the only one who had held all the cards. Garrett might have been able to sense me in the outskirts of his mind, but could not track me down, especially in this doomsday bunker I had created over the last 40-odd days.
After half a dozen, maybe a dozen, maybe more shots of whiskey, I eventually passed out in my bed. I had been lost ...
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