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... g from the wall anymore.

Many men turned to look at him but most of them were drunk or did not care about the brawl he was going to have in the room.

They gave him a quick glance before drinking their beer again.

Declan walked in and without looking at the room scanning the whole area and stopped in front of the last table of the corner. He stared at the woman sitting on it with her eyes filled with the desire to kill and he did not hesitate to do that at all.

His ...

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