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Veroniqué clutched her stomach, pains searing up her chest. She kept walking until she reached Zane’s office. She raised her hand in a fist, intending to knock, when another wave of pains overtook her. She was lightheaded and dizzy, but determined to talk to Zane. Veroniqué swayed for a moment, trying to regain her balance. She raised her fist to knock once more, and fell on to the floor in an unconscious heap.
Zane sighed as he stared somewhere past the b...