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chapter 42

"That explains this, a very good hideout for people like you. Let's get down to business, where is the freaking box, we need to get out of here as soon as possible so we don't alert the police" She goaded. "This way" he said and went to a couch beside the window. He placed his thumbs on a shiny transparent button beside the window and the chair moved backwards. Before their very eyes a box built with iron but attached to the ground appeared, it was big enough to contain the man and Mrs Smith but it was filled to the brim with papers. Mr Mc Millan brought out the documents and handed it to Mrs Smith. "These are all the documents I was able to get, it is proof enough" he indicated. "Alright. Let's get going" Mrs Smith said. Mr Mc Millan led them out. When they reached the bedroom, Alex was there panting and looking around frantically. "What is it, Tyrant?!" Mrs Smith asked, alarmed. "I was looking for you, we need to get out of here, there are many men dressed in black and masked o

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