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Mouse Trap

Dante

“You’re fucking with me, right?” I run a hand through my still sleep-rumpled hair and stare at the foreman of this section of the warehouse.

“N-no, sir.” His wide face turns red with the effort of either not yelling at me or not pissing himself.

“Fine. Go away,” I spit.

As soon as the foreman...

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