"You have the package?"
"Yeah relax, I've got it," she replied into the phone, annoyed as this was the fifth time he's asked her.
"I'm counting on you and if this gets screwed-"
" 'then we're as good as dead,' " she responded, quoting his new favorite saying. "I know, now quit calling me and let me handle this. I've been at this for three years, don't think I don't know what I'm doing. I don't need your constant babysitting, okay?"
The line was silent, all that was heard was the slow, heavy breathing from the other end.
"Fine. But be careful."
"Aren't I always?" She countered, smirking into the phone. With that, the other line went dead, signaling the call ended.
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The Dealer
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