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“Why did you try to be a pickpocket? You’re not a very good one.” Jake asked with amusement, having already decided to let the kid go. After hearing his story, he was inclined to help him. He’d dealt with Danvers, Blake and Simpson and he knew Blake and Simpson were ethically challenged. Danvers was the one with the decent reputation. He could see the kid was telling the truth.
“It’s the only other thing I know how to do.” The kid hiccupped. He doesn’t seem like a thief, there is a story there.
Jake picked him up off the front seat and took off the cuffs. “Sit up, kid.” He started to shake. “Don’t worry, I’m only going to buy you dinner and you can tell me how you learned to be the worst pickpocket in New York City.” He seemed so grateful that Jake didn’t call the police that he
