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"What's up, Ace?"

"Well I guess since you know my identity I want to know yours. My covers blown so hell with secrecy!"

"How?"

"I'll be in Smith Stone Cafe tomorrow at two o' clock in the afternoon. I'll be by myself at a table, you know what I look like. You can come if you want or not. I won't hold anything against you if you don't, I understand. Don't say anything, I'm hanging up, bye."

"Bye."

A/N: I'm sorry but I'm going to have to stop updating so much. School has started and it's already a lot to keep up to. I'll only update Friday's and sometimes a random day. The chapters get longer though... Thank you for reading!

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