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When I looked around there was nothing to be seen. it was almost pitch black except for the receptionist desk where an old lady was sleeping. The library was about to close but luckily we got just in time before it closed down. It seemed the old lady had forgotten to lock the gate. “How lucky of us,” I whispered. Ismail was typing extensively. It was past midnight but he didn’t seem to be tired at all. I looked at him. “How’s it going?” I asked,
“It’s fine. I am on a website where your messages are encoded so that the government can’t track us down and from here I can call him to his private number. I hope he answers. He is our only chance.”
He pressed the call button and we waited for Marko to pick up the call. “How did you two meet?” I asked curiously, “when I was in the orphanage I had no friends and Marco… he was like a brother to me. He always got caught up in fights between the boys and I always