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... etched, breathing in the fresh air.
He looked up at the sun with worry in his eyes.
He held a memory card in his hand. Ever since he saved the list on this card, he had been waiting for a chance to pass the card to his contact. Suspicions were rising and he was among those suspected.
He was now being closely watched. He knew he was bugged and watched at all hours, so he tried his best to hide his anxiousness.
A soft body nestled against his.
"What are you ...
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