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She sighs. “I don’t know. You sell me into the sex trade there?”

I don’t say anything because that kind of shit does happen. It almost happened to Tony’s friend, and I know a few names associated with porn using kidnapped women.

“I’m joking,” she says.

“I know that.”

“You just looked really serious all of a sudden.”

“What do you want from me? Some kind of guarantee? Insurance?”

“Insurance would be good. Or some kind of collateral.”

I think for a moment. “How about ten thousand dollars?”

“What?”

“I’ll put ten thousand dollars into an account for you. You can name your beneficiary. If anything happens to you, they get ten thousand dollars.”

“You would do that?”

I must be going crazy. The amount of money doesn’t bother me, it’s the hoops I’m jumping through just to ease her mind.

“Don’t make me have second thoughts.”

She purses her lips in thought. “My beneficiary only gets the money if there’s proof I’m dead. What if I’m just missing?”

“Look, your friend Amy’s going. Your internship knows you’re going. I assume your other roommates would know, too. If anything happens to you, I’ll be the first suspect.”

“True. Okay, you can keep your collateral.”

Jesus fucking Christ.

“You’re going to Phuket then,” I say. “End of story.”

“End of story. Which means no spanking.”

I lean across the table toward her. “That’s what you think.”

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