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... ith the two goons, seemingly unconcerned with his surroundings.
They laughed heartily and patted each other on the back like old friends. The waitress brought a platter of three whiskey cups to their table.
Kant’s brows furrowed as he heard the clinking of glasses. Celebrating something? He glanced at Gabriel, whose expression was a mix of puzzlement and naivety.
The ghost scratched the back of his head, trying to justify what he saw, "My uncle has never been the type to ...
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