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It has been all quiet, that day, without migraine, nausea or stomach pain, and the evening, when Luigi Mazza opened his mail box, he found a mail waiting for him. The text said:
Dear,
The material that you requested will be available in a few days.
If you give me a phone number, I will contact you personally.
Kind regards,
MD
Mad Doctor, how he let them call himself in the dealer’s environment, was the person that was going to give him all the necessary for the IVs that he needed.
He pressed on REPLY, so he typed his cell phone number and sent the email.
Satisfied about his positive day, Luigi Mazza went to sleep right after midnight, waiting trepidatious a phone call.
“Hello?” said Luigi, answering to a call to his phone.
“You should have received my email yesterday”
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