TWENTY.THE COLD PROFESSOR

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Shane pulled the gear lever in P as soon as he arrived at his destination point. He could see two SUVs, one sedan and one jeep, parked around the camping site. The tents had been set up, and he could see the smoke from the campfire rising into the air. Shane rubbed his face roughly as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. He told himself that he did this not because of Cammila, but because he wanted to make sure his students didn't do anything deviant while camping in the forest. Yeah, keep lying to yourself, dude. “f**k!” Sick of hearing his inner demons mock him, Shane stepped out of the car and slammed the door hard. The soles of his shoes stepped on the small pebbles on the ground and created sharp crunching sounds. He checked the surrounding tents one by one and found no one.

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