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Opening my office door a fierce gust of wind grabbed at my body
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Chapter 1 Opening my office door a fierce gust of wind grabbed at my body sending violent shivers up my spine. I went over to the window and slammed it shut, keeping out the howling wind. Heavy rain hammered against the window, wanting to be in. The old, blood red carpet was wet, important papers was littered about the room. I slowly breathed out trying to keep my cool, I was known in the past to have a sudden temper and I could do as much damage as a bull in a china shop. When I had quickly gathered up the papers, I went to my desk and sat down in my chair, which was as old as the office and the stuffing was coming out at the corners. I cleared my throat and reached into my pocket for a cigar that I lit up and sat and drew...
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