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Chapter 392
I still feel shaken, even hours after coming down here and welcoming the first flow of Alexi's clientele and I cannot shift the feeling of foreboding and anxiety gnawing at my bones. He has yet to appear, he never followed me out of the apartment when I fled, and he hasn't summoned me back upstairs either. I would be happy if he stayed upstairs for the rest of the night and sobered up, but I know he needs to be down here for his club's very first night. I don't like the side to him I met, and I have no desire to see it again so soon. The confidence in the opinion I formed of him over these last weeks has been shattered, and I am back to feeling like I don't know him at all. That sinister man from my hospital room and how in awe I was. I should have realised then that he had more layers th
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