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The Thief by L. M. Everhart The bank robbery went smooth as butter. Lenny ran down the alley and entered the side door of the hair salon. Everyone was up front – he knew they would be. He dumped his disguise, stashed the loot, and sauntered out the rear. No one suspected the suited shampoo salesman who spoke with an Australian accent. ### Written for:
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