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Bianca nonchalantly raised her arm and talked into her jacket sleeve.
“Eagle Leader, I just arrived at the corner of 5th and Narrow.”
Eagle Leader looked through binoculars from his perch on the seventh floor of an empty apartment building.”
“Seriously, Bianca? We are called Secret Service. Not Look Like A Model On A Photo Shoot For A Trashy Vampire Romance Novel Service. You are supposed to blend in!”
“Sorry, Eagle Leader. Care to catch a bite after work?”
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