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“How much are we talking about here? A thousand? Million?” Franklin asked with a smile. It's going to take more than just mere pennies for him to work for the enemy even if he was no longer working for Derek.

“A million dollars and more. But we have to meet up.”

Franklin shook his head, “I need something from you. I'd be using that to do whatever job it is you want to carry out.”

“Which is?” Byron asked.

“The tape from Mrs Beatrice and also, one of the cards you took from the vault.” Franklin explained.

“What do you need Beatrice's tape for?” Byron raised a suspicious brow.

Franklin shrugged, “It's not useful to you. And I'd love to make some cash with it.” He explained, building Byron's interest even more.

“We have a deal then.” Byron smirked, “There's a white statue of the Greek god in Crescent Park, I need you there in an hour.” Byron explained, “Do you have a brown suit?”

“Yes.”

“Wear it and a red tie. That way, we'd know who you are once we arrived.” Without waiting for a respon
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