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Melanie gasped when she noticed it, instantly recognizing the brand with the fats panda on it. “Perry! Look at that! What the f**k?” “Get rid of it! Dammit, hurry!” She slapped Melanie on the arm. “Good gods.” Melanie huffed, and the card disappeared simply as Theaella grew to become her attention deeper in the drawer the place the card had been. Melanie sat returned on her couch. “That was close. She in no way would have ordinary Vincent ’s assist if she’d determined it, and my plans would have been f****d sideways.” “Crisis averted.” “For now,” Melanie said, no longer feeling so sure. Theaella smelled roses and appeared up, baffled. She glanced around, sure that Rhodes wasn’t the type to preserve plants in his home, but shook her head when she found nothing amiss and became again to
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