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Jessy drew in a lot of air and forced out a loud warning.
“It’s not yet over, until it is. Don’t start the chicken attitude damn it! He called them, the police. Now help me up and let’s leave this place.” Jessy paused now breathing heavily, finally she had Dale’s attention. “Now go to my room, take the briefcase in the safe at the back of the large mirror, the code is; three, four, two, five.
Dale nodded and placed her on the floor. She planted a kiss and went for it.