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Brad just looked at Anthony who looked equally as angry and frustrated as he was. Good. At least he knew his bossman wasn't to blame for this. He crossed his arms, waiting for the man to answer him.
Mr. Epitaph? Why did that name sound familiar? Then it hit him. "From St. Mungo's? Why on earth are people from St. Mungo's messing with our things?" Yeah he wasn't very informed on the matter. Oops.
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