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Baldwin froze with fear. He stopped struggling and suddenly became very still and quiet. "This voice...It was too familiar!" His heart trembled fiercely. "It can't be him," he was desperately trying to console himself. The shoe slowly moved from his face and Baldwin could finally open his eyes and look up to see who it was. He saw a man dressed in a suit with his hands in his pocket. The man looked at him with pure hatred. Baldwin felt like a prisoner reprieved before his death sentence and it was Stuart Yates! Baldwin was feeling confused and unable to think and then he recalled what Stuart had said, "What did you say?" he asked. "You actually dared to touch my woman. It seems that you don’t care about your life." Baldwin’s eyes were squinted slightly and immediately his eyes widened