The Minotaur 41: Execute by Jens Grabarske

“What the hell were you thinking, Mike?” the man who looked like my father boomed. I stumbled backwards against the wall. I could hardly get a word out. “I… I…” “WHAT? How many times did I tell you that you must not stammer?” He mimicked me with a high-pitched voice “N-n-n-no Sir…. Y-y-y-es, Sir… I-I-I-I…...

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