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Chapter 67: The Worst Premonition Yet.
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... . Jackson and Helena walked down the corridor towards the coffee station and began brewing a fresh pot of coffee.
Jackson's appearance was disheveled, his clothes rumpled as he ran his fingers through his short hair trying to untangle the messy ends. He let out an exhausted sigh as he leaned against the counter.
"How the hell do we tell him when he wakes?" Jackson asked his partner.
Helena rubbed her aching temples, her body tired and sore. "Don't ask me. He gave us one m ...
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