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“How do you know my name? And what do you know about me?” Alan repeated his question after he hadn’t gotten an answer for his question previously,

“Would you like a glass of water?” the priest asked Alan,

“No! I won’t, answer my question priest” Alan said getting impatient,

“I can see your patience is wearing out, well I happen to know a lot about you Alan, more than you think” He finally replied,

The priest stood up from his chair and moved over to where Alan was seated across the table, and he sat down on the table right beside him,

“How do you know me?” Alan asked once again after the priest had sat down beside him,

“Well, I heard your name from my niece, since she’s always talking about you, Alan Gates she would always say,

and the name Gate sounded familiar, so I did my research on you through the files of this city, and I

stumbled on your family history” The priest replied,

Alan looked into his eyes in an attempt to compel him to forget everything he h