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Damn!
Jacob I slowly opened my eyes f**k how much I had had to drink last night. I don’t even remember leaving the restaurant. Was I back in my hotel room? Had Ciaran come back to me? Had he left my drunken ass on the street or in my hotel room? So many questions swirling around my pounding head. I looked around the room and I didn’t recognize it. s**t had I been kidnapped? Anything can happen when you’re totally s**t faced though I don’t remember doing much at all. Was I drugged? Had someone followed me into the gents and injected me. I was panicking. I’d never been an anxious person until right this very second. I was put in the most dangerous and stupid positions during my time in the force, but this takes the absolute priscuit. “Calm down Jacob. You’re safe. Take this for your hangov
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