COTC 43(2)

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Orian’s pov The door to my office opened indicating that he was there and I withdrew my pen knife, the one I took from Amara actually to throw at him. He appeared before I could blind-aim it and leaned against the door frame, "If you hurt me, I will call your namesake on you. " He had to use the dog reference again. What was the dog going to do? Bark at me and report to its dear owner? "When I catch you Nexus I-" "Finish that threat and I will tell her how you took me around the malls in the city sniffing at bottles of body wash like a cocaine addict to get the exact one she uses that matches her scent." "You are dead!" I sprinted after him and he ran out of the office and down the halls with me hot on his heels and he vanished midway through the chase. Typical of him, I went down the

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