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Chapter 40: Mucho Gusto
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2024-10-29 19:42:56The next day, Gwen, Miguel, and I left the hotel in the afternoon along with William’s men. We would be heading to the person Miguel was referring to yesterday and we would try to talk to him or her about Fernando. To be honest, I was full of anticipation and I was being optimistic about the outcome. I wouldn’t deny, I was still a little nervous.
We were inside the car and Miguel was in the driver’s seat. Gwen was sitting at the back while I was on the shotgun.
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