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Page 7 Miss Suckalott was confused by James, "Rod Stewart?" "Your voice is just like Rod Stewart when he sang Maggie May." James tried to explain, "Rod has this huskey, sexy voice, like you." "Thank you Mr. B'Old, most men just look at my breasts and never notice my voice." They sat talking about nothing for another hour before James said, "I have to go to bed now, sorry." Sacha looked over, fluttering her eyelids. "Do you need some company?" "No, I have one already, James B'Old Co .Ltd." "I mean to keep you warm tonight James." "Oh, no thank you, I have a hot water bottle with me." James looked down at the bill on the table. "Well anyway I have to go to sleep now or I will never wake up tomorrow." "That's the plan James, that's the plan." Sacha whispered. "I'm sorry what did you say?" "Oh nothing James, just goodnight and sleep tight." James stumbled to his feet and headed off to the elevator. His room was dark and cold, "James, James, HELP." James opened the door to Eurobacks room and gasped. Euro was sitting an armchair in the middle of the room, wearing only a black bra and some large green panties. "Why green?" games asked, "not exactly matching are they." "James." James looked around to see the face of the Rod Stewart voice. "Ah Sacha, nice gun." "You know her?" Euro stared angrily at James. "Yes we had a drink together downstairs." James looked at Sacha, "How did you get up here so quickly?" "Expressway elevator." James's gray bushy eyebrows met in the middle just above his nose. "So, Sacha, why the gun and why Miss Euroback?" "I am here to warn you, do not try to find the list." Euro looked up at Sacha, "But we know where it is, it's on eBay, 85.00 Euros is the highest bid so far." "Damn!" Sacha shouted before opening the door and walking out. "Oh James thank you, I was so scared." James looked at Euro sitting in the chair shivering, "Why green?"
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