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... rickle of black blood suddenly slid from the corner of Rafal's mouth. "It seems... the poison is finally taking effect."

Suicide by poison?

For Lucas, a seasoned enforcer, such situations were nothing new. Faced with terrifying torture, death often seemed like a form of release.

However, enforcers rarely allowed their prisoners the opportunity to take poison. Even if they managed to ingest it, there were a hundred ways to force them to vomit it back up.

Just as Lu ...

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