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Chapter 28
I'm giving up.
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The guy gaped at me, travelling his eyes up at the open ceiling and back at me. He was about to say something and I was ready to make him stay quiet, but then the moment he opened his mouth, the unthinkable happened, the guy passed down cold on the floor. Shockingly as it was, I made my way out the room without second thoughts.
I was back in the hallways that gave off a five star hotel ambiance within a jiffy. Taking deep breaths I travelled to the rendezvous the fastest my legs could afford. I ignored the throngs of guests that started to huddle up, panicking as to why everyone were starting to pass out. They would soon all pass out anyway. The perfect diversion I could have wished for.
I started to run.
This couldn't be happening, I read and memorized the map in my head. I couldn't have gone the wrong way. The ide
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