longer frightening me by staring down at me. He l
ons or the rest of his face (and hair and tats and body). I
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od," I e
for my checkbook. "Do you think you ca
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I took a step back, clamping my mouth shut and shak
over twenty-two mill
Blade r
illion pesos?" I said i
Blade c
accounting mistake?
n he shook his head and crossed his large,
s is foreign currency. Won,
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money," I told him, which
," he replied, "but I'
dn't bother him. The bad news was, my sist
to raise that kind of money," I s
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