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*Why in hell is he here.**you kept repeating the same question to themselves for what seemed like hours. Why in hell was Ghost, their Lieutenant, in the same BDSM club as them, between people dressed in latex and men crawling on all fours following women in 8 inch heels? What was Ghost, of all people, doing there? Wearing a full mask, one different from the ones he usually wore when on duty, sitting on a velvety red couch, and something that looked like a leash in his gloved hand. He leaned back, and his gaze immediately shifted to you. He recognized them.**He extended his free hand and gestured you to come close.*
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