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Planting spies

Author: November
last update Last Updated: 2023-03-17 02:54:32

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Zoey slid into one of the booths of the coffee shop, sitting in front of the man with a hoodie. The coffee shop was empty. She'd rented it out for an hour, so she could have this meeting in peace.

"Sorry, I'm late. I had to go see a friend." Zoey said in a mad rush, placing her bag on the table.

The man took off his hoodie and flashed her a set of crooked teeth. "It's no problem, beauty. I can wait for you forever."

"Ewww…" Zoey made an almost inaudible disgust sound, coupled with the disgusted look she flashed at him.

The man was a renowned thug of the pack and a chain smoker. She'd picked him for her dirty business but that's just about it. It was downright disgusting to be flirted with by someone like him. He was just good for dirty business, not for sex.

"So what's this job you got for me, pretty?"

"The name is Zoey," she frowned at his disgusting attempt to flirt with her. "And you just have to keep an eye on some people for me."

She handed him a swollen env
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