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Gabriel reluctantly got out of bed, making his way over to his closet. He pulled out a suit and began to change into it. Paris was gone now and they were left with the reality of the cold cell room. Definitely a disappointment. He would have liked to spend all day in bed with her (at least the second time had gone better for both of them) but they had both agreed that if they stayed in his room for too long, Angela and Noah would become suspicious.
And neither one of them wanted that.
Especially when Candice's dead corpse was still on the floor in a fat, bloody mess.
He pulled on his coat before he began to work on fixing his tie. "So what are we doing next?" He asked curiously.
And neither one of them wanted that.
Especially when Candice's dead corpse was still on the floor in a fat, bloody mess.
He pulled on his coat before he began to work on fixing his tie. "So what are we doing next?" He asked curiously.
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