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Chapter Forty Five
Oliver’s hand shot immediately to the knife lying next to the letters. He grabbed it and jammed it into the wooden table.
"What next time?"
Nathaniel didn't even flinch and Oliver hissed, tightening his hold around the handle.
“You know perfectly well what I mean.” The man said, hit tone borderline sympathetic. That made Oliver’s blood boil even more and he said, all emotion gone from his voice.
"You said this will be my last mission,"
"What did you exactly think- that you'd leave everything and start a normal life?"
Oliver’s mind went blank.
“No…”
“Oliver, look...”
"No…You were never actually planning on letting me go, did you?" He said, surrendering whatever plans he’d been holding on to. Nathaniel placed his palms on the table and began speaking.
Oliver knew what was following, his boss always did that when he was about
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