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A tall, bulky man with a fierce look came in, disturbing the concentration of Daffodil.

“Mr. Dixon?” the tall, bulky man asked while looking at Dixon.

“Yes? I am Dixon.”

“Please come with me. We will be giving you a few instructions,” the man said and motioned for Dixon to come out and follow him.

Daffodil suddenly grabbed Dixon’s arm. “Dixon, don’t go,” she said as her heart suddenly beats fast. Her instinct was telling her that he needs to stop Dixon from getting out of the room.

“Hurry up, Mr. Dixon!” the man shouted and looked at Daffodil with squinting eyes.

Dixon followed while Daffodil sat on the...