ARTHIT

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A sharp sound at my door breaks my thoughts.

"Did you get him?" I ask.
"Yes. He is in your warehouse." Mark sits down and crosses his legs on the table.

"He had been working at SNU as a doctor and supplying organs. The chain is established. Are you sure he is your guy?"

"I can never forget people who destroyed my life. He was there with the other." I lean back in my chair.
The nightmare still haunts my nights. The days remained stagnant, but yesterday, I felt alive. Watching his serene face.

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