"If you know what is good for you, I would advise you to take your hands off me," Levi looked at him with a death glare. "I'm sorry but I can't let you leave without a good feedback," Dustin had a threatening tone to his voice. "Look, I am desperate for help right now and you must help me. I must get what I came here for." Slowly it dawned on Levi that the man truly did not change and he never would. If he could comfortably command him when he was supposed to be begging, then he was still the pompous and proud man he knew. "Dustin, I owe you nothing but with the way things are looking, you will soon owe me an apology and if care is not taken, you will owe me some time in jail. Now, respect yourself and take your hands away from me." "And what happens if I don't, huh?" He threatened. "Look, you are so petty. All I am asking for right now is a bit of help from you. I won't even be doing much, seriously I won't. I just want you to give me a job. Is that such a bad thing to ask for. L
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