Chapter Fifteen

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Chapter Fifteen

The 17 year old boy stands in the middle of the streets of Paris. He dials a few numbers on his cell phone and put the device up to his ear. 

"Hello, uncle? I found her." The 17 year old talks into the phone an listens to his uncles response.  "Yes. Uh huh. So gullible" he replies, and laughs quietly. 

"The Bon Bon Hotel. Bye. See you soon."

The teenage boy lowers the phone and end the call. 

"Such a stupid girl. I must admit, he was pretty though." He says to himself as he continues to walk the Parisian streets. 

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