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Conveying a Message
Dwayne leaned in closer, trying to catch every word. The guard’s lips barely moved, but a whisper formed, repeating something cryptic. His voice was low, urgent, firm—not playful. Not part of a joke. Dwayne’s breathing slowed. His smirk faded. His focus sharpened. This wasn’t about attention anymore. Something had changed. Something real and serious was being communicated to him.
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