"Give me some answers, dangit!" I hit the lamp and sent it swinging. As a stalked away from the table, he whispered "John Stokes." I spun around and shoved the table into the wall. Walking out of the storage crate, I said to Sam, "he's free to go." When I walk up to the car, the man greets me, "John Stokes," I say. "Thank you," said the man. Finally, now I can get revenge.
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