Chapter Seventy-Two

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The Collectot turned to me and at that point I could feel my heart in my mouth. “Who is your friend?” He asked Jacob. Friend? I wanted to shout at the top of my voice that we weren't friends but I just held my tongue, more like I was too scared to even say a word. They looked at each other and burst out laughing at the same time. I looked at them confused, “What’s going on?” “Look at his face. He was visibly shaking!” The Collector laughed as he slapped Jacob on the back. I gave Jacob a mean stare and he cleared his throat. Moments later the collector looked at Jacob and stopped laughing too. “Sorry. Where are my manners? I'm Jeff” He said as he stretched his hands to shake me. “Jeff?” I asked. What kind of name is Jeff. It sounds like the name of a person working at a fast food

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