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I sat in the orange plastic chair, waiting for her in the southern Florida airport. Her first name was Chan. She’d be arriving in a few minutes, and it was my job to protect her. There was a big price on her head and her father wanted her kept alive. I didn’t know what she did, nor did I care; I was just in it for the money - and boy, was there a lot riding on this girl’s head; regardless of which side you were on. A few minutes passed, and I fiddled around with the keys in my pocket. I had recently acquired a new car, a brand-new BMW. I heard the annou
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Come check out my gallery!
You might just LOVE it!
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