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... n a matter of seconds.
Charlotte Thompson pressed her brow gently, got up from the bed with her phone, poured herself a glass of water, and walked to the balcony.
It was late at night now, with a slit open in the window. A chilly breeze blew in, bringing a touch of sober coolness.
Charlotte Thompson nodded slightly, there was no sound on the phone, she tentatively spoke: "Justin Battleson?"
Only after a few seconds, a somewhat hoarse word came from the other side. ...
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