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"You read all of them didn't you? Why did you not reply to any?" I ask Michael, still shocked about him knowing my name.

"Next." He smiles at me waving goodbye.

"But everyone else got more time than me."

"Sorry but we have a certain time frame that we have to go by, goodbye Luke."

And before I know it I am being pushed out of the tiny room by security.

"What was that for?" I rest my hand on my hip, waiting for an explanation.

"Clifford's orders, don't take it personally kid."

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