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“Juan Pablo de Santos”

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The look Marcus shot her was s and nasty “If he still has it You kno fast he likes to sell things on, especially seeing as it rapped in a priceless treasure hed

“You plan to deal with this asshole?” Ed seemed to have lost all humour

“Oh, yeah,” Joe said

“Then we’ll be in the bar” Ed hooked his ar as she struggled and shouted at Marcus

Marcus shifted nervously, squir in his seat “Are we finished?”

Joe hung his head for a second “Oh yeah, we’re done” And in a move too fast for Julia to track, he punched Marcus on the jaw He slumped in his seat, out cold

From the doorway into the bar, Patricia clapped “He is the best! I love him You should definitely keep him”

“I could have done that,” Ed grumbled

Julia wasn’t paying attention She was staring at Joe, who had propped Marcus up against the seat toThen he took Marcus’ wallet out of the inside pocket of his tweed jacket and pulled out his credit card He replaced the wallet before grabbing Julia’s hand Pulling her along behind hi at the unconscious h, she didn’t know

Joe tossed the stolen credit card onto the bar as they passed it “I got soreat news,” he announced to the roo Enjoy”

There were cheers and a distinctly undistinguished stampede for the bar As they pushed their way to the front door, one of the bartenders intercepted theby player, with close-cropped hair

“That card doesn’t belong to you” He had an Australian accent

Julia froze as Joe seeot a problem with that?” His tone was low and mean