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Sarah

In an attempt to melt away the stress crushing me, I squeezed my eyes shut and pressed my back against the tanning bed. My heart hammered in my chest, and sweat beaded on my forehead. Then, a wave of dizziness slammed into me as the room began to whirl.

"Are you alright?" Josh asked, noticing the change in my demeanor. His brow was furrowed with worry.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" I smiled at him, though the stress was overwhelming.

My phone rang, snapping me back to reality. I needed to keep it together and finish this job. Seeing Trey's name on the caller ID, I answered and put the call on speakerphone.

"Trey?"

Josh and the others listened intently, awaiting his report about the man who took the van out of the cruise.

"We've caught Madam Cornell's man who drove the van out. He claimed his mother was in an emergency, which is why the staff allowed him to leave. Chairman's men were waiting at the gate and alerted the authorities to retrieve the money. The cruise is about to depart,
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Hannatu Solomon Kalshingi
Sarah you suffered alot
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Melani Maré-Botha
just hope it is Phillip's arms she is collapsing in hope Madam Cornell goes to prison for a very long time
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