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Her heart would leap in her chest whenever the bus stopped at any checkpoint. An hour had

almost passed since she had started her journey. She had already made a call to Hannan,

apprising him of her actions. The customer had to be dealt with a steely hand as he was one

stubborn piece. He insisted on exchanging the money only when he saw the house. He

agreed to buy it, depending on its location and price, but he was yet to arrive to look at the

place.

"He was a weird, old, grumpy man," Hannan ...

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