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Chapter 6
Chapter 6While this was happening, I imagined that Slimane or someone in the FBI offices was beginning to get quite annoyed with me. “Where are they now?” the man asked. “They stopped in front of a house in some suburb, and when we got back there, the car was gone...” “Are you saying you’ve lost them?” “Hum, well..., yeah, I guess so.” “You i***t!” the man yelled over the line. “Get back there, and see who lives there, NOW.” “Yes, sir. But... won’t that be...” “Conspicuous, you mean? Yeah, it’s going to be that, but what do you prefer; be conspicuous with the neighbours or with the boss for your incompetence? Hey, tell me that, you stupid jerk.” “Okay, okay.” As he was about to hang up, the man had a thought. “Hold on. Come to think of it, let’s not rush the neighbours with this
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