Hills sat in his room, engrossed in the task at hand, when the sound of his cellphone disrupted the silence. Peering at the screen, he noticed an unknown number flashing. Curiosity getting the better of him, he cautiously answered the call."Hello?" Hills said, his tone tinged with uncertainty.To his surprise, a familiar voice responded on the other end. "Hey, it's Martina. I'm right outside your house, but your guards won't let me in. Can you please ask them to allow me inside? I just want to talk to you."Hills furrowed his brow, a mix of disbelief and intrigue coursing through him. Why would Martina be at his doorstep unannounced and seeking a conversation? Questions spun in his mind, making him hesitate to take immediate action."What do you want to talk about, Martina?" he asked, attempting to gather some clarity.There was a brief pause before she responded, her voice sounding softer, almost vulnerable. "It's important, Hills. Please, just give me a few minutes of your time. I
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