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"Get out of his face," the young guy said, and gave Ra, but Ramsey spotted the moves immediately, the watchful eyes, the stance

"That isn’t polite," Raently clasped the young asped with pain He didn’t move

"Now, back off," Ramsey said very quietly "I’m not a reporter" He applied a bit ht?"

"Leave be, Alenon," Louey Santera said

The young guy nodded There was cold hatred in his dark eyes It seemed to be awfully easy to make eneet out of here Molly, say hello to your ex-husband"

"Hi, Louey How’s tricks? Hey, I don’t see your girlfriend She doesn’t have a passport?"

"How did you find Emma?"

She batted her eyelashes at him and put her hand on her hip "I used my considerable sex appeal, naturally"

Rah "Hey, that’s a joke," he said "You’re always telling jokes, never serious You didn’t find Emma at all, did you? It’s just all hype"

"Why do you think that? I don’t have enough brainpower? Not enough guts?"

"Co to do with getting Emma back You wouldn’t knohere to find square one if it hit you in the nose What really happened?"

She leaned close "Okay, Louey, the game’s over" She leaned over to whisper in his ear "Listen, you selfish jerk, I found hter, all by myself You want to knohat happened? The man who took her sexually abused her and beat her What do you think of that, Louey?"

"That can’t be true I didn’t hear anything like that No, you’re lying, trying to make me look bad"