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Golfito, 2003.
Bulldozer took his key chain. “Number five,” he mumbled when he opened the door.
Baldwin could hardly hide his feelings when he looked into the eyes of a perfect, five year old copy of Alejandra Bonilla. The girl was handcuffed to the bed. He guessed Bulldozer was holding on to the keys of the hand cuffs as well. Baldwin made a quick count. If he had to unlock all the doors ánd all of the girls were hand cuffed, just like Alisha… it would take him at least five minutes. Five, long and precious minutes. But that wasn’t the real challenge. First he would have to deal with the little bulldozer in front of him. And the man downstairs. If the man would stay downstairs which seemed to be very doubtful, as mastering Bulldozer wouldn’t be easy and certainly would cause a lot o
