That evening at Peaceful Medical Center, Natasha waltzed in through the doors happily with two bottles of wine in her hand.
“Honey, I’m back! Look what I brought! These are aged wines, I’m sure you’ll love them!”
All of a sudden, the smile on her face froze as she noticed that not only was Dustin not inside, but there were also two strangers in there instead.
Gregory, who was usually in a drunken stupor, now sat upright with a stern expression on his face. How peculiar.
“Mr. Jones, who are they?” Natasha’s curiosity was piqued.
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