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... her a favor, and she agreed."
Shelly was still a little bit skeptical. "You didn't threaten her, did you? She went away so quickly when we arrived."
Zeno sighed and sat on the small chair, placing on the gloves the old woman left on the small table next to her fish assortment. The basins were filled to the brim, contrary to her competitors. On the table was a suspicious notepad that Young merely looked at but didn't bother asking about.
"Is it really alright?" Young aske ...
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