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Nineteenth Nightfall
Nineteenth Nightfall "Khun Flynn. We should head inside for some afternoon snacks. The other guests won't be coming back soon." Jonathan, Harold's son is the caretaker of the old house. He found Flynn sitting outside by the terrace waiting for something. Flynn looked back at the direction of the caretaker. "Won't be coming back soon? Why?" He asked him. "I got a call from my dad. He said they are at the hospital. Apparently, Sir Prama's companion collapsed earlier." the young caretaker informed him of what happened. Flynn did not say or ask anything else. He hurried back inside, took his wallet and keys and rushed back out again. He drove the rental car straight to the hospital. Flynn sat on one of the benches at the hospital lobby after he asked the front desk if he c
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