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I woke up to the sound of a heart monitor keeping a steady beat and the back of my neck burning up. Was I in a hospital? Opening my eyes, I quickly shut them again. “Ugh” I grunted closing them tight as my head pounded with pain. “Good Morning, Miss Martin. I’m glad to see that you are are finally coming around.” A deep unfamiliar males voice echo through the room causing my whole body tense. Forcing my eyes open and demanding that they focus, I scanned the room so I could place a voice to this new threat. I hated how vulnerable I felt and I automatically reached for my throwing knifes, only to find them missing. “They are not there.” He responded. “Really, I didn’t catch that,” I said as an uneasiness consume me examining the man sitting in the leather chair across from wear I lay. He appeared to be in his fifties but was in great shape. Everything about this man screamed rich. He wore an armani suit, tailored perfectly to his body. His silver hair was in a business man like style and I swore his teeth sparked, like in a tooth brush commercial as he smiled at my sarcasm. “Where am I? Who are you? Where is Luc and Josh?” I asked not giving him time to answer. “You remind me so much of her. It’s to bad that you couldn’t get here sooner. I know how much they wanted to see you” He replied ignoring my questions all together. “Can we cut to the chase and stop pretending that I know what you are talking about and answer my questions. Where is Lucas and Josh?” I

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