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... or even a streetlight.
With the light shining out from the club’s windows, Qin Zhi’ai could see a black sedan without a license plate parked at the curb.
The man who’d abducted her pressed the syringe against her back to keep her move quickly.
Teetering on cobblestones in her three-inch-heels made walking precarious, and one of her shoes slipped off her foot. Not noticing, the man impatiently kept pushing her forward.
Qin Zhi’ai kept silent about losing her shoe a ...
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