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"She's beautiful, isn't she, Fergus?"
"Damn right she is, Ella." As he moved forward, she grabbed a hold of his arm. "What?"
"Don't be so eager just yet. Remember her name?"
He eyed Ella queerly, "Ohhh! Yeah, I recall. It was back at Medway. So, how do we sniff her out?"
"Didn't you tell me that Francesca's a-"
"Yeah, she is, but you said that," he pointed his finger, "she doesn't have to be."
"Come on, it's their one true weakness. Call up Francesca."
"Alright. " Dialing his colleague's number, he asked the young lady, "Liliana, want some more company?"


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