Chapter eleven

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Emerald

"How do we get past the guards?" Spencer asked. "Last time I just waited till they left." Alex said. "How long did that take?" Fridge asked. "Three weeks?" Alex guessed. "Oh, we gonna die!" Fridge yelled. "I got it! Distracting guys is the main thing I do." Bethany said. "Bethany, you don't exactly have the... the tool kit." Fridge said. "Not me." She rolled her eyes before stepping sideways to reveal me. "What?" I asked. "You have to go and flirt with them." Bethany said. "Nope. Can't do it!" I protested. "Em, you can do it. Please?" Bethany begged. "No! I can't flirt!" I whisper-yelled at her. "Emerald. You can do it." Alex said. "Fine. But you owe me." I sigh. "Look, you managed to convince her. Can I sense love?" Bethany wriggled her eyebrows at us. "Oh my god, no." I grimace. "Just saying, but when's the wedding." She asked. "Bethany, I'm beginning to take back my job." I say. "Nevermind, follow me." And she led me away.

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