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Blue eyes drifted from Matt to Amber, who pulled up her skirt and panties as she sat on the toilet and peed. Oliver stared at her, and she shrugged. “I needed a piss.” “Right, so Maureen, opinions?” Alec asked, looking around. “I don’t f*****g like her,” Matt deadpanned, and Oliver rolled his eyes. “No one is surprised,” Amber said as she wiped and flushed the toilet, washing her hands. “I don’t know, she seems nice,” Max said. He was standing in front of Alec. Alec had his arms thrown over his shoulders, chin on his head. Max seemed very comfortable. “Should we do a background check on her?” Ani asked in French. Max scowled once again. They had planned to keep the fact that they could speak multiple languages hidden. The cat was out of the bag now, and they could use their knowl