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Toby's POV

I'm sitting in the SUV and Dallas is sitting right next to me staring at the screen, he's chewing gum, I can smell the minty flavour. I hate mint.

I turn away from him and face the screen, I can barely see a thing. It's raining heavily and we're at the location of the drop off.

“You think the kidnapper would provide Hans alive?." He asks me.

“I guess so." I reply still trying to make out the figure of Max carrying a big bag filled with money.

“Seventy million... Rich assholes, you know what I'd do with that money?." He asks.

“No, what would you do?." I ask him.

“I don't know." He says chewing the gum noisily. “Hey, I can not see a thing. I'm going down there to check it out." He tells me taking the ear phones off.

“You're not supposed to." I remind him.

“How are we gonna catch the criminal if we don't go out and check it out?. "

He pulls open the door of the SUV and he jumps down, mud splash from under his foot, the soil is damp from the rain.

I watch as he u
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