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It was like Leon had read his mind. After dropping Skull at his place, John was driving along Sophia's street when Leon sent him a text message, saying he had left his book at school. A book? You're sending me back to school for a book? He had angrily replied to the message. It's a very important book, Leon replied back. Dude, do you even own a book? Fuck you. Just go look for it. So here he was, in f*****g school after f*****g class hours, searching for this book. John rummaged around their classroom, looked under the tables and shelves, and even between the computers and CPUs. But the book, entitled 'Mathematics for the Great', or so Leon had said was the title, remained elusive. He straightened up and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Damn it. Was he being played? He definitel
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