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CHAPTER 70 An Intelligent Guess

Miatta

"Done with the treatment?" The potbellied guard asked the second I resurfaced from the dark prison. My skin was clammy with sweat and I smelled like the disgusting place. But my mind was so far away all I could was to nod at his question.

"You took more time than I intended but that's a...