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ALAN.

“Where am I? Help? Somebody helps? I have the Captain and Watcher’s number, I will call the police and you all will be dusted. I promise you.” Steve yelled. I could hear him from the entrance.

It was just me and Elias inside the warehouse near the coast. The other men guarded the doors.

He was hung high up, shirtless. He had his pair of Lacoste briefs, light blue