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Chapter 230

Others came to play games of chance, yet she came for a wholesale deal.

Anthea turned to The owner with a smooth smile, “Sir, Gould you do us a solid and deliver these to the base of the hill? We’ll hang out there and wait for you.

The owner felt like he’d been hit by a truck.

But in business, integrity’s king!

He’d given his word to Anthea. And he’d deliver, even if it meant taking a loss.

You live and learn.

Next time, he won’t underestimate anyone. Especially not a pretty young thing like her.

“Sure thing.” The owner nodded. “My boy will drop it off in a jiffy. You know the big pine tree down at the bottom? He’ll meet you there, Oh, and here’s my card, just ring this number if there’s a snag”

Anthea took the card graciously, “Thanks you.”

“No problem.”

In the crowd, a man in a black trench coat stood out like a sore thumb. His gaze fixed on Anthea, piercing as if it could see right through

her.

After a moment, he adjusted the wide brim of his hat, shielding his features.

words from

Yeager’s files are encrypted. We can’t access

would an average Jane’s files

to Anthea’s records, he

deadbeat, barely literate… But none of these labels seemed to fit the woman before him.

time Anthea looked up again, he had vanished.

arched an eyebrow in curiosity. Maybe it was

Anthea turned to her friend, “Sarah, let’s

and they began

up is easy, coming down is hard – and

climb took an hour, but half an hour into their descent,

real ace at those games! Teach me

chuckled, “Sure thing, but don’t you have exams to hit the books for? You’ve

I’ll learn after the

home that could help. I’ll

a lifesaver, Annie.”

“Watch out!”

wrist of a man

was surprisingly strong.

himself, sitting on the steps as he turned to

both did a

“Mr. Peterson?”

“Ms. Yeager?”

fell from their lips in unison.

have hypoglycemia, Mr. Peterson?” Anthea asked, crouching beside

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