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... the evening breeze. His heart and mind were still racing from his tense meeting with Viktor, and his cedar scent that lingered in his mind. He knew that if he had stayed there longer than necessary, he would have been affected by the scent. They were too strong and... addictive.
He shook his head to stop thinking about the Mafia and his scent. He needed those pills... his last dose was gone, and his heat could hit any day now. He had to stay hidden, especially from Viktor. He was thinki ...
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