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Chris Willer.

- What did it cost to pull her with you? What did it cost? - I angrily question the imbecised imbecised as henchmen.

- They were surrounded by security guards, we couldn't escape if we had stayed longer. - the asshole replies.

- Fuck! - In a gesture of anger I shoot at the foot of the bastard. - Is she dead? - I question and I get no concrete answer. - I asked if she's fucking dead!? - I shoot the other one.

- We don't know, sir, we couldn't verify it. - and there's still the nerve to answer that to me.

- Is she dead, yes or no? - I question.

- We don't know, sir, after that the security guards were already following us, there was no way... - I don't even let it end because I was already too angry.

- Get out of here! - I order them.

FUCK!

• Liam Blande.

It's been a few hours since Dr. José informed us of Kendell's state.

Loan is back. And we're still here.