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Part 15: Last Offering

Penulis: Maxine Angeli
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"Stay away from me." 

Those were the first words that came out of my mouth when he pushes me hard against the wall. His hands are tightly tied on both of my arms, making me unable to move. 

"Who the fuck sent you here, huh?" he asked, voice covered in utter frustration. 

"Let..." I could barely speak. "Let me go!" 

"Tell me!" He raises his voice. 

I can feel his hot breathing on the nape of my neck. I tried moving my legs in attempt to kick him from the back, but his knees are pinning me in my place. 

"Okay," I replied, catching my breath. "Okay, I'll tell you. Just let me go." 

If there is one thing that my detective school didn't teach me, it's about luring criminals and making them believe you're one of them. I'm not confident that this trick could work. But I know it wouldn't be bad to try. 

"I promise I wouldn't do anything." I added. "Just let me go." 

"You think I didn'

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