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It’s an emerald. ‘You wouldn’t know one end of a pistol from the other. I even offered him back the half interest he had sold to me. You’re mine. They stood back together and stared at it. “Please, Michelle, let’s not fight. “Touch a hair on his head and you will insure that I will never make love to you again. “I have not the least idea who he is. No offence, I hope.
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