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In a small bar tucked away in Little Italy, right next to Chinatown, a man named Anastasia sized up the newcomer across from him.
A thick Cuban cigar hung from his lips as he squinted through the smoke, asking again:
"Are you sure about the number?"
"Twenty crates.
Maybe more," Pierre answered without hesitation.
Fresh from selling his watches at Corville's shop — and now carrying a small fortune in dollars — he spoke ...
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