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Lizbeth shoved $10k across
the table to Mike, quietly saying: 'I've heard your one of the best in the
business. I need you to find my magic amulet. This is all the money that my
father would give me.'
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Somewhat amused, Mike
queried: 'Magic amulet ? I only deal with real things.' Mike's voice trailed
off a bit. 'You're not a kook are you ?' Mike didn’t like people he classified
as kooks; they often didn’t pay. That wad of cash was a bad sign. It was a lot
of dough just to find an amulet; a hint that finding the amulet might not be
as straightforward as the usual look-and-find.
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Lizbeth responded ignoring
his reference to ‘kooks’: 'It's really a complex, custom made medical device
designed to stabilize my DNA. She paused: 'It could be potentially dangerous
to anybody but myself.' She continued on: 'A genius designed it for me,
without it, I'll turn into something resembling a giant cat. I really need it
back.'
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'No way.' Mike whistled.
'That isn't for real is it ? How would it be dangerous to somebody else ?'
Mike was somewhat surprised that such a device could exist and fired out
rapidly the two questions without waiting for a response.
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Mike curiosity was getting
the better of him.
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Lizbeth replied: 'According
to the genius, it sends out a signal telling the cells in my body to behave
correctly and to not cause trouble. Apparently if one is exposed to the signal
for too long a time, one could literally turn into my identical twin sister.
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Mike commented: 'I guess
that's a good reason to get it back.' He continued onwards: ' In order to find
the device, I need to find out everything about it. For example what it could
be used for, and why someone would steal it.
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Lizbeth stated angrily, her
voice loudening somewhat: 'It got stolen because it's two million dollars
worth of almost solid gold. Some jerk saw something shiny, and decided to
swipe it.' Lizbeth was somewhat upset at the seemingly stupid question as to
why someone would steal it, but it was really mainly her offensive feelings at
the theft of the device that drove her voice.
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“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to
yell.” Lizbeth apologized. “If you want to know more about it, you'll have to
talk to the guy who made it, here's his name.'
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Lizbeth wrote the name down
on a piece of paper and handed it to Mike.