"Oh, Felice. Chicks love bad boys. You don't expect me to be like that boyfriend of yours, who hasn't taken you to bed despite being in a relationship with you all these years, do you?"
"Why are you bringing him up now, Walt?!"
Thomas Clifford was standing outside the room looking like he had seen a ghost as he listened to the sounds that filtered out. He knew that woman's voice very well. It belonged to Felice Lott, his girlfriend!
It felt as if a stick of dynamite had exploded inside Thomas' head. His ears were ringing.
He had been in an eight-year relationship with Felice. All this while, he had been serving in the army, and every month, he would set aside just a little bit of allowance for himself and send the rest of his paycheck to Felice, including his bonuses for every successful mission.
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