He was here again. The moment our eyes locked, an icy shiver coursed down my spine, sending warning signals through my body. He carried a large bag, its zipper hastily tied, as if heβd rushed to close it quickly.
As always, he stepped into the room and shut the door behind him with a loud click.
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