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Marcus left and I was able to calm down at the moment. “Thanks.” I told Kirk and Kieran. “That’s not the last time, though.” “How’d you find out?” Kieran asked Kirk. “I sensed it.” Kirk shrugged. “ You had a run in with him earlier, so I knew something was going to happen.” “Whatever, I don’t care.” I said. “Thanks for the help.” “How’d he get into your house?” Kirk asked. “Marcus and I used to be the kings at picking locks when we were younger.” I explained. “Hm, that paid off.” Kirk said and looked around. “So, this is your place, huh?” I nodded and he walked around, giving himself a little tour. As he toured the house, I deci