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The Truth Will Prevail
Xavier's POV
I look down at my wristwatch again. 4:25 pm. I'm pretty sure Cassandra made arrangements for Dave to pick me up at the airport so where the fuck is he… he's seven minutes late for fucks sake! I tap my foot impatiently as my eyes fall out to passing cars. The heavy duffel bag weighs down my arms but I ignore it.
"Mr. Danvers," a voice calls from a distance. Looking off to the side I see Dave beckoning me over. Finally.
"What took you so long?" I snap, walking over to the slouching man.
"My sincere apologies sir, I was stuck in traffi
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