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He's following us. The guitar guy is following us. I really hope he's after me, and not Johnas, because getting a representativve of another country killed won't make me popular at parties.
We're pulling up to our destination, and I leave Johnas alone in the car to talk to the head of security...
I sure hope today is as uneventful as ever, but knowing my life, nothing will go the way I want it to.
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