Phoenix’s POV When SPO2 Patrick Smith, Sage, and I arrived in an abandoned building, I closed my hands after seeing the corpse of Patricia hanging on the ceiling. “Call backup, Patrick,” Sage ordered to him. So, I smirked, then I kneeled. After that, I screamed. I cried like a toddler in front of them, so they would not blame me for what happened here. A few seconds later, Sage touched me on my left shoulder. “Calm down—” he did not manage to continue to speak when I forcefully removed his hand from touching my shoulder. “Calm down? My cousin died! How can I calm down?!” I asked while crying. So, he sarcastically laughed. “Can you please stop acting like that,” he coldly s
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