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Percy, and I chose the wrong profession. I seem to have the potential to be a great magnate. For trouble. It was supposed to be your basic delivery. I meet my contact in some hotel room, where I pick up a briefcase and $10K. The next night, a courier will rendezvous at my office, take the briefcase, and pay me an additional$10K. Simple. But next thing I know, I'm lying on my office floor with two bullets in my chest.
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