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... used and put his foot on the door to stop him from closing it. "Hey, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I just need a second to read this here by myself. I'll be right down to talk to you."

Obviously, those words were not enough to make someone with a naturally curious spirit like Jayaa go away so easily.

"Hummm... Is it a letter from a girlfriend from jail or something?" Jayaa asked. He didn't understand that Klaus didn't want to share more details about the contents of the env ...

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