Ichabod
“Yes but they are not going to be my bodyguard, there’s no harm, looking at pictures is it?”
“Bad girl!” Her friend shouted after her before she closed the door
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“Do you mind smiling a little bit?” Adams said, holding his phone in his hand to take Ichabod’s picture.
“I do not understand what you are asking of me dear old Adams.” Ichabod replied, trying to stand still while Adams took his picture.
“I just need to take this picture and submit to the bodyguard site.”
“Wait, you want me to be a bodyguard?”
“Sure, why not? You can start from there, once we sell the gold, we will be left with nothing once we run out of them.”
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