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“We gotta move fast, Helen!” “I know!” Miguel was already itching to get his hands on his heavy pistol. While Helen was still fumbling with the keys to the stall’s locks and doors, he keenly stood guard behind her, monitoring even the slightest movement there was in the vicinity. Two minutes have elapsed before she finally stood up and told him it was open already. “Quick, open the door and get inside. We don’t have much time left before they surround this place.” She lifted the roll-up door of the stall to a two-meter height and then she went inside with her head lowered. She flipped the lights on and scanned all the things inside the small room. Miguel waited for a minute or two outside, and when he saw no visible signs of movement from those men,
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