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96 - Fred

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I unconsciously locked my jaw, feeling the anger grow. He was doing the same as Joana. The difference is that you could notice the cynicism. He wasn't making a point of hiding. Yes, he knew. And he knew Rebecca. And the fact that I was looking everywhere was a trap. A way for me to suspect him so much that he didn't stop to observe the coincidences either.

"I want all these people out of here," I asked in tone of order, out loud. "And I want the police on their way.”

Bruce turned totally to me, without making any gesture to move my hand away from his shoulder, but with such a peculiar boldness in his eyes, that he almost looked like a feline in front of his prey. Little did he know.

"You don't give me orders, Mr. Hanson.”

"I didn't talk to you.”

Bruce watched my back, where Tyler should be, but now he was marching to the DJ's table. As soon as he reached the place and turned off the music, pulling wires and producing a high-pitched hum in everyone's ear, the lights turned on and the d
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