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Building panic
His hands trembled slightly as he reached for the jacket. He didn’t remember taking it out. And nobody else had a reason to touch his things. The room was still, with no sign of forced entry. He looked around again, heartbeat rising. “Okay, this is getting weird,” he muttered. His fingers patted his pants pocket for his phone. Empty. The normally polite and well-mannered Frank cursed softly.
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