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Chapter 5 by Phelrria Phelrria

Do you sell her out?

Of course! Who would turn down that much?

You take the bag from his hand and grab your old loves neck. You throw her into the arms of the slaver.

"Have fun, pleasure doing business with you." You nod as the blonde girl starts crying her head off.

"Shut it, Slut!" The slaver bashed the girls head with the but of his weapon. They head off, leaving no trace of being here.

You hear someone at the window, who could it be?

"Hand over your money! Now!" Your held at gunpoint by 3 bandits.

Do you comply?

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