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Mark Hanson looked at the five men sitting around him in the darkened waiting room. No one had spoken for over ten minutes now.
Alex and Tim sat together, staring at the floor without saying a word. They always stuck together, whereever they went. Whatever happened.
Ben sat alone in one corner, his legs placed on the adjacent seat. Even now, he wore a look of disinterest. Richard, meanwhile, had his face buried in his hands ; Mark wondered what was going on through his mind.
James continued pacing around, blowing smoke rings as he walked. They'd told him to quit a million times. And a million times he told them to mind their own business. Not in such polite terms, of course.