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Memories Past
Sep. 10th, 2015 10:13 pmAuthor's Note: Dembe's past is mentioned, but nothing explicit. This is just to let you know that his sex slave past comes up in conversation.
Dembe was sitting in the den of Red’s safe house in Barcelona sipping tea. It was seven in the evening and he was enjoying the view of the Mediterranean off in the distance. He and Red, along with Mr. Kaplan, had been there since Red and Liz had fallen out a few months earlier.* Red was fairly certain that Liz would need his assistance again and since he was usually right about these things, Dembe felt certain that their time in Spain would soon draw to a close and they would return to Washington, DC.
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Dembe was sitting in the den of Red’s safe house in Barcelona sipping tea. It was seven in the evening and he was enjoying the view of the Mediterranean off in the distance. He and Red, along with Mr. Kaplan, had been there since Red and Liz had fallen out a few months earlier.* Red was fairly certain that Liz would need his assistance again and since he was usually right about these things, Dembe felt certain that their time in Spain would soon draw to a close and they would return to Washington, DC.
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