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Arsonists Reward.

Getting to the house, a deep chill had gotten to me, and i was all a shiver. I chuckled,
“What i wouldn’t give for a nice fire,” I said.
Charlie nodded, and opened the door.
“Chuck?” called Marcus, “IS that you?”
“Uh-huh!” My Charlie answered.
“I got the news; great work!”
“Actually, I didn’t..” i slapped Charlie to shut him up.
“He was awesome,” I said, plopping into the dining room chair, “Even lost his butane lighter before the big BANG !” my eyes were wide as I giggled.
“Really?” Marcus said, slapping Charlie on the back, “Well, I’ll make sure we give you a better one”
“See,” I winked at Charlie, “Told ya you’d get another one!”
Marcus nodded, opening a suit-case, pulled a couple packets out of it, and slammed it shut.. “As promised, ladies,” he tossed two wrapped stack of bills.
My eyes went wider, “Whoa!” i exclaimed.
“How much is here?” Charlie wondered.
“A few thousand. I see a bright future for you two!”
“A few thousand?” I said, “You can buy 1000 lighters, Charlie,”
Both of us couldn’t stop giggling.

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