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... fe that was nestled between a dry cleaner and a used bookstore.
It was a kind of place that they were both sure no one would look at twice, much less anyone in it. Somewhere conversations could happen without being overheard or anything like that.
Damian had even chosen a corner booth too, with his back to the wall and eyes constantly scanning the room as if looking for suspicious persons.
"You sounded so urgent on the phone but I could not speak so much since Lucas was r ...
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