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"Wha--When in the world did that fall off my pockets?!" He wondered. "There's no way!" He pinned his eyes on Zeirenne before feeling a chill creeping up his spine. He knew it that moment; that Zeirenne managed to sneak up on him without sensing anything. He was more than sure she took that phone from his pockets--and just one look on the devilish smirk on her face, he knew he was up against someone dangerous.
His comrade stepped forward to grab the phone on Zeirenne's hand. He mouthed his thank you and Zeirenne just nodded her head before walking away once again.
"What in the world are you doing?!" His accomplice yelled at him. "How could you drop something this important?! If they ended up opening this phone we would have been dead meat!"
