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“Nash,” Remi said

“Nash …?”

Sam looked at Remi, who in turn looked at Nasha The child wiped her tears “Atiku”

“Age?”

“Eleven”

The officer turned his attention to Sa your keys in the car?”

Paying on the spot was standard fare in this country “Of course,” Saave a subtle nod to her left He looked that direction and saw Hank patting his pockets, his expression turning to one of disbelief as he realized the keys had been stolen from him Sam handed Remi his wallet, then left to divert Hank before the officer saw him “Why don’t you ith A involved Remi can take it from here”

Realization dawned on Hank, the moment the officer took off in his patrol car, without their thief in custody “That pickpocket stole the keys from me He should be in jail”

“Easy,” Sah he wasn’t drunk, Sam could s to come back for court”

“Court?”

“Exactly Remi and I don’t have that time Do you?”

He shook his head “No,” he said, leaning around Saiving that kid money?”

“Of course not,” Sa Remi, she probably was He led Hank back across the street “Don’t you think it’s a little early to be drinking?”

“Apparently not,” he said, patting his pockets once ot my wallet?”

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