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At Thomas's hotel suite. . .
The man lying in the bed was sweating profusely. His jaws were working and teeth clenched hard in his closed mouth even when he was deep in sleep."Ugh. . " He groaned. His head turned uncomfortably to his sides with sudden jerks and then out of nowhere he rose from his bed with a jab. His breathing was heavy, as if he had just run a marathon. His hands down on the bed clenched the bed sheet tightly, turning his knuckles white. Sitting there on the bed with his head down, the man somehow controlled his breath and calmed himself down from his irregular surges of emotions.
He laid back in the bed with a soft thud. Thomas' eyes were opened lazily with blank expressions in them. There was dim light in the surroundings that filled the room. He
