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At Mike’s Apartment “I can’t get hold of Zulu and this is the second time I have gone to the underground cave to search for him but he’s nowhere to be found,” said Gold as she walks into Mike’s apartment. “Maybe he has gone after the king of hell,” said Christie. “I don’t think so,” Gold replied. “I can’t feel his presence anymore,” Gold said feeling dismay. “Ahhh!” Christie screamed on seeing a muscular man with the head of a jackal and a staff in his left hand standing next to her. “I am not here to hurt you,” Anubis said as he moves away from Christie. “Why are you here?” Mike cuts in glaring at Anubis. “Firstly I have to thank you for rescuing me days ago from the Queen of Bermuda,” Anubis said in appreciation as he takes a low bow before Mike. “I am not here for trouble but you mus