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“How can you say such a thing?” said Nick to the boy. “Aren’t our dads familiar with each other?” “Shut up!” said Brandon. He tried his best to sound scary but no adult would ever be threatened by the squeaky shrill of a skinny nine year old. “Maybe the boy is right. After all, you’re here for business so why don’t we get on with it?” “Good idea,” said Bella. Nick took a one-hundred dollar bill from his wallet and gave it to Bella. “Here is the taxi fee plus your return fare.” “Thanks,” said Bella and put it away in her pocket. “Why don’t you go upstairs to check the new stuff? The camera in the locker besides the door.” She shot a quick glance at the boy. “Don’t worry about him. I’ll take care of Brandon,” said Nick. This was something Bella did not want to consider. She held tig