WARNING: This chapter might contain triggering contents. Please, proceed with caution.
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Shaking and not clearly knowing what else to do, the only thing that is on France’s mind is to call Lev. He doesn’t have anyone else to call and he needs to get away from to place as soon as possible. Whatever that just happened, he doesn’t know what he did to deserve that. Whoever plotted the whole thing really knows when to attack and it is indeed when he’s alone and vulnerable.
Lev finally picks up.
“Hel—”
“P-Pick me u-up please! Please!”
Lev immediately calms him down and says he’s coming for him. He told him where he is and the only thing that’s left to do is wait for him. He doesn’t have to worry anymore. Lev’s office is just close here in their venue—if he’s still there,
