“What makes you think I ever had one”, Max said absentmindedly looking for where the assassin might have gone off to. Something catches he eye a letter on the floor that he knew had not been there before.
Max quickly walks over to it and has a look at it and what he read made his eyes go wide under his mask. “This is not good.”
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