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Nineteen -- Eric

Nineteen -- Eric

"I am sure you have seen my maid." I asked Johnson over the phone has he laughed.

"Yeah, sure. She is such a pretty looking thing. It's nice to have such eye treatment in your house daily." He smirked as I rolled my eyes. How dare he called Abigail a thing?

"Anyways, I would be sending the goods very soon. The Maid told me that you would be needing six box of apples to make the fruit juices. I plan to make it seven. The last one would be the goods thoroughly and neatly parked in the packet. A few apples would be on top. You just have to identify it that's all." I said as I could sense him nodding.

"That's not bad. But, how do I recognize it? What if someone else picks it up. It's game over!" He stated as I smiled.

"The tape used would be brown while the others are transparent. Besides, I would tape your name to it. Just state that your doctor said you needed more apples that's why you bought a

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