HAKAN

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After the woman nearly killed me with a heart attack by trying to shoot herself, I dragged her into the house and this time, she didn’t resist. The rest of them had gone to their rooms so I took her to mine. Everywhere we passed, she kept twisting and turning to look around, not to check for escape routes like I usually would when I entered a new place, but because she was taking in everything. The floors, the ceiling, the walls, and the interior decor of my house. The inside of my mansion made even more of a statement than the outside. Everything was placed strategically to...