“What were you doing here in the first place?” Bentley asked as he helped Mark out of his shirt so he could examine the damage.
“James called me.”
“James?” Bentley looked up at the other man not trying to hide his surprise. “You mean James Lester?”
“We’ve been friends for ages.”
“Well, he has a funny way of showing it,” Bentley frowned at
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Beautiful descriptions in there, and oh so tragic.
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