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... n the living room was suffocatingly tense.
"Cough... cough—"
A sharp pain in his chest sent Micheal into a fit of coughing, streaks of crimson blood seeping from the corners of his lips.
His already pallid face grew even more ashen, his frail frame trembling.
Sinclair watched coldly, the pressure of his foot increasing mercilessly.
His narrow, obsidian-dark eyes brimmed with a predatory cruelty, a storm of violence swirling within.
Grandpa Luther o ...
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