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“Just tell me.”

Again with the long drawn out pause.

“No,” he says. “I don’t think I’ll tell you. You’re a smart cookie, Sammi. I think I’ll just let you figure this one out on your own.”

“Asshole.”

I end the call.

“No luck?” Percy asks from beside me.

“Not much.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll think of something.”

I look around for Becky and Liam, waving them over before reciting the gist of the call.

Once they’re there, I launch into it.

When I get to the part about the Bangkok mafia, the girls both look concerned. I can hardly blame them.

Liam, on the other hand, breaks out into a huge grin.

“What is it?” I ask him.

“Bangkok mafia,” he laughs. “I’m a professional gambler. If you wanna gamble with the mafia, I know exactly where to go.”

“Finally some good news,” I say, hope rekindling in my chest. “Well, let’s go then!”

A normal person might shy away from a visit to the mafia.

Not my gang.

Percy stands, helping me to my feet.

“Alright,” she says, “now we’re talkin’. Let’s grab Misty and get the hell out of here!”

I spot her immediately, across the ground and practically surrounded by monks.

When we reach her, she’s sobbing so hard her mascara is smeared across her cheeks.

“Everything okay?” Percy asks.

“These dickheads won’t uncurse me!”

There are few things people won’t do to appease a truly angry woman. But apparently, Mysti May’s feminine wiles haven’t worked on these angry monks…who are looking angrier by the minute, I’m afraid.

“We’ll deal with it later,” I tell her. “We’ve gotta go.”

I quickly fill her in, telling her everything we’ve learned.

She actually perks up a little when I mention the mafia.

“Okay. So, where to then?” she asks.

“Don’t worry,” Liam says, grinning like a shark. “I’ve got this part.”

As one, we head back towards the road. If anything, even more determined to figure this mess out.

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