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... just to give Alex a piece of his mind.

Alex, unbothered, chuckled. "Relax, I'm not dead yet."

Because of their little detour, the sky had already turned dark by the time they arrived at the Hotel.

Inside, Alex wasted no time. He strode over to the hotel's smart screen, tapped a few buttons, and within seconds, a video call connected—directly to that place.

On the screen, Logan sat slumped against the cold stone wall, his hair disheveled, his body smeared with bloo ...

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