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Chapter Eleven: Retrieval
My prayers were answered. Well, partly… Woo Bin was to be discharged in a week, but Amelia’s mother was still unconscious, because the bullet had almost gotten to her skull. So, she’s under close observation, and the doctors aren’t trying to elaborate us on the situation. Hopefully, she doesn’t slip into a coma. “Here.” Boomi offered the mug of hot coffee to me. I took it from her gratefully. After a day in the hospital, I persuaded Mira to follow me back to the hotel, where she had involuntary fallen asleep immediately, due to exhaustion and mental stress. Judging that it wasn’t safe for me to roam about, due to the gossip sparked on social media about the intruder, I instead sent Boomi the address of the hotel, and the floor I had an apartment in, along with the number. Speaking of
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