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"Happy ? Done with your check? Oh wait Should I strip from my clothes, so you can check me also " Bethany glared at Marcus , as she yelled When she returned to her room She threw the small syringe which was inside the lipstick Just because he handed it over before, it doesn't mean he had trusted her little new gift and the GPS tracker was in the commode vertex the minute she had walked inside the room ,she made sure to leave no proof So she threw it in a plastic cover But didn't dispose it , yet Because she needed it That was the only link she had now with SSL GPS Marcus snapped his fingers as he motioned the people to go out "So , what would have gone wrong?" He took a step forward towards Bethany as he disposed the cigar onto the table "You tell me Marcus

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