Chapter 81 My inevitable

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Willison POV

Willison’s muscles strained as he and Smith hefted the bathroom cabinet up the stairs and into the apartment. It was solid timber, reclaimed from a renovation, and in pretty good knick. It was also a bastard to lift, let alone carry up two flights of stairs.

“So...

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