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I'm suddenly grabbed around the waist. 'Freeze!' says a voice.

My ass jumps into my throat. I break the grip around my waist and spin toward the entrance, legs coiled like springs. Shoppers stop and stare.
'Happy Birthday!' It's fucken Taylor.
I spin a full circle, looking for the heavies who must be here to get me. But it's only Taylor. The clerk at the wire agent's counter smiles as she wraps an arm around my waist, and leads me shaking from the store.
'You didn't wait for the wire details, like the password, dummy,' she says.
'Uh-huh, so you hopped a fucken plane.'
'Language, killer!'
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'Well I couldn't leave you stranded. Anyway, I'm bummed back home, and this is my vacation money - I hope you don't mind sharing. Here's three hundred, and we'll work the math out later …'
'I'll try to cope. How'd you know it's my birthday?'