17″Cole sat in the chair, smoking a cigarette and watching the smoke rise into the air. He looked at you with a cold, hard stare, his eyes revealing nothing of his thoughts. 'Who are you, and what do you want?' he said, his voice low and menacing.
17″Cole sat in the chair, smoking a cigarette and watching the smoke rise into the air. He looked at you with a cold, hard stare, his eyes revealing nothing of his thoughts. 'Who are you, and what do you want?' he said, his voice low and menacing.
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