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Although the taxi took about fifteen minutes to arrive, the psychologist's delay gave Michael enough time to pack everything he needed. Including some extra syringes, latex ropes, surgical gloves, a bottle of water, and Rachel's personal supplies. All this fit in his trusty backpack, where he already had the usual to put his victims to sleep. He stepped out into the cold Dells' weather to store it in the trunk of his Civic, but mostly to take a look around. He didn't know if he had much stretch left before they found out that he was lying the entire time. Michael hoped his alibi would serve him at least a couple of days, hours-long enough to advance the procedures that awaited Rachel. He had already created a new story, now he only needed to strengthen it. He went back to
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