Chapter Four
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W A R N I N G:
Has minor profanity. Mentions the J-word (not Jasper), also known as a male donkey.
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Aire fiddled with a small knife and three of Scorpio's top workers, besides herself, came in.
"That's what you play with?" a female asked. "A small cutlery?"
Aire growled inwardly.
"Hey, don't pick on her," a male said and smirked. "She is the smallest one of all of us."
"Yeah, but not the blasted dumbest, Jack-ass," Aire retorted.
"Oh! Shots fired!" Another male said, punching the first one in the arm. Jack threw him a glare.
"Shut up, Mark," Jack muttered.
"Why not we tell you why we came here in the first place," she stepped closer to Aire. "Listen, I don't know what you're playing at, but I know you did something to the money."
"Whatever you say, Cry-stal," Aire smirked and cuffed her on the head.
Crystal growled, and was going to lunge at her if Jack and Mark didn't hold her back.
Aire just smiled coyly. "Buh-bye," she said and walked away.
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"So you're telling me you did /not/ get the map, and you did /not/ find the money, and you did /not/ get that street boy!" Scorpio said to his followers pinching his the bridge of his nose, very angrily I may add. "Is there anything else I asked you to do?!"
"Sir."
Scorpio whipped his head around, "What?! Oh, Aire, it's just you."
She cringed inwardly, 'Yes, it's \just\ me.' "I'm sorry to interrupt you sir, but I believe I have some suspicions about some of your workers."
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