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“The contract ended when I handed over that file to them, Miguel,” Jaxon Spencer growled into the phone.
“I know,” Came the hushed voice of the crook who accepted contracts on his behalf. “But they need your expertise on this, J.S. They’re going to pay you double of what they paid for the file.”
Jaxon’s eyes went wide in shock even as he drawled dryly, “Is that supposed to make me jump for joy?” he sounded almost bored. “And why are you whispering?”
“They’re here,” the self-appointed agent/manager whispered. “Erh…hold on. Someone wants to speak to you.”
“We need you to do some additional work for us,” A raspy arrogant voice said on the other end.
“If you want my services, you know what to do.” Jaxon yawned.
“We are prepared to pay double.”
“That’s peanuts.”
“What!” the voice screeched so loudly Jaxon drew away from his phone. “Are you being serious right now?”
“Like a heart attack,” Jaxon drawled.