I slammed the door as the guards left with her. Why God why? Why her out of the whole world? Why do I have to always embarrass myself in front of her. This was the third time she helped me. And I didn't even thank her. The ragworm was artificial remote controlled and I very well know who it was. I hastily called Mann.
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