0022 Maybe I met him
Skye froze for a moment, carefully observing Mr. Quinn. He didn't seem to be looking at her, and the sense of danger faded. Skye frowned as she stood there, thinking that surely someone as insignificant as herself wouldn't be on Mr. Quinn's radar, even if she had stolen from him. Compared to being hunted down by the Quinn family, staying with them and risking her life at any moment seemed the lesser evil. Having made up her mind, Skye quickly walked to the door on another floor. With a swipe of her hand, the door opened silently. She felt fortunate - due to the importance of the people inside and the high-stakes business being discussed, all the doors were left unlocked once closed, with security posted only on the outside. Skye's escape would be easy. "Is everything ready?" a voice aske
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