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CERVANO BOLTED upright the bed catching his breath. “No!“ He was sleeping and it was half past one o’clock in the morning, but something suddenly woke him up. His wife, Yolanda, who was sleeping beside him on the bed, was awakened when he shouted, and got up the bed, too. She worriedly turned to him. “What’s wrong, Cervano?“ She threw a glance at their child sleeping in a crib at the foot of the bed. Somehow, their daughter managed to sleep again after the noise that she heard. She only moved a little in her sleep and was now sleeping peacefully again. “What is it?“ She put a hand on her husband’s shoulder. “Did you have a bad dream?“ Cervano slightly turned his head towards her. “Did you hear from Martin and Patricia today?“ She shook her head. “No, why?“ Cervano pushed the bl
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