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nse of disdain. He spotted the manager, a harried-looking man w

said, his voice low and commanding

composure. "I'm afraid that's not possible, sir," he said. "We

ur while," he said, pulling out a briefcase full of cash. "Ten million d

case. "Ten million dollars?" he whispered, his voice trembling with ex

"I want the café cleared out, and I want it don

ll looking dazed. "Y-yes

girl. She looked taken aback, her eyes flashing with annoyance. Kyle felt a spark of am

a petite blonde, demanded. "We were just

m afraid I've rented out the café for the day. You

iefcase. As the customers filed out, Kyle's eyes lingered on the curly-haired girl, Sage.