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Anny's words left Stephanie thinking, who despite her tiredness, couldn't sleep, turning over and over again, the events of the last two days. What if Anny was right and Michael had only acted naturally, as a boss should, yes, with a little disdain, but without any malice? Although what he had done that day, making her cross the city, venture into an unknown and bad neighborhood, just to get him out of a couple's trouble, was simply outrageous, unless he had done it because... "Trust me. I knew you would come running to get me out of this problem." It was one way of looking at it, a very benign one, and while it was true that she had created a strange movie in her head where Michael was having his organs extracted - the result of the hundreds of horror movies she had seen in her life - i
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