WHISPERS OF THE UNDERWORLD
Golden time is here, he might even hand over his life if she asks right now.
"044-341-20" she called out his phone number... the serial number.
"That's my... That's my...my phone num...
"Why is it the serial number of a weapon? It's a gun" she said, stroking harder.
"urrgg! It's... It's actually a... weapon from a secret base in India. The boss never wanted the identity of his goods to be showcased, so he hired me to collate phone numbers of people from stolen phones. I sent out my boys to do it, but they couldn't complete the needed, so I added my number to make it complete" he replied shakily, still sweating profusely.
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