I can’t do that,” he said, exhaling sharply and staring out the glass into the street.
“Why not?”
His face softened. “I need his money.”
Spencer looked at me and I couldn’t help but stare back. We were all in the same boat, prisoners to GREED.

Author: Fisher Amelie

I can’t do that,” he said, exhaling sharply and staring out the glass into the street.<br />“Why not?”<br />His face softened. “I need his money.”<br />Spencer looked at me and I couldn’t help but stare back. We were all in the same boat, prisoners to GREED. - Fisher Amelie


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