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... re stood under the streetlight, dressed in all black, helmet on, face completely hidden. He leaned casually against a motorbike. When the figure looked up and saw Deorc, he waved and pointed at the phone in his hand.
Deorc checked his phone and saw An's recent chat:
An: Toss the bag down and I'll throw the ring up.
"Tch." Deorc frowned. "That's risky. What if he just grabs the money and bolts?"
The woman scoffed.< ...
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