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"I'm not a dumb jock you know...of course I know
what it entails." It
shouldn't be too hard to convince an old woman that you're lovers,
right?
"Well then... do we have a deal? I pay you for helping me out, for as
long as she's here."
I didn't have much of a choice here. He was right; the five hundred
wouldn't last me very long. What he offered would start me off to a
life on my own, maybe even go back to school and finish my degree.
He came around his desk and extended his hand, giving me an expectant
look.
"Alright, you have a deal," I replied, taking his hand. "$20,000,
right?"
His long fingers wrapped around my hand, and they were cold. Like his
eyes.
"Right. Excellent, we'll get started immediately. This way, please." He
extended his arm, inviting me to the private elevator, and he followed
me inside.
"Where are we going?" I asked, frowning when he pushed the top of the
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