“Okay, Parker, touch his arm, just above the elbow. That will tell him that you trust him, and he'll be more likely to take you to the safe.” Sophie leaned into the table in the back of Lucille 3.0 or whatever number they were on, her nose a few inches from the screen. “Good, now... Parker, laugh. He's trying to be charming. Touch your throat and
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