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20. A hug?

“Don’t you dare make any sudden movement.” A gruff voice said to Donovan as the cold metal of the gun touched the skin of his neck, sending cold shivers down his spine. “Hands up!”

He did as told.

“Don’t hurt me, is it money? I’ve got tons of it.” He tried so hard to hide the quiver in his voice.

The gun pressed even deeper into his neck as the masked man let out a mocking guffaw.

“Move psyche.” He nudged him towards the van, a few meters away from his car.

“My phone…” He said and the masked man picked it up before pushing him into the van.

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