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Confronting
He was a large, imposing man with a scar on his cheek and a dangerous glint in his eye. “Who are you?” he demanded, stepping forward. “We know who you are,” Kevin said, standing his ground. “We know about the gold in your paint.” The man sneered. “So what? You think you can take me down just like that?” Barging in seemed foolish, but there was a plan…
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