Frank nodded. “You’re right, debts must be paid-so tell me, how much does she owe?”
“Five hundred grand!”
“Fine. What’s your account number?”
The burly men were left trading glances, and the bald leader asked, “Wait, are you paying for her?”
“Isn’t that obvious?” Frank asked in return, having taken out his phone.
“Good, as long as someone pays up!”
The bald leader gave Frank an account number, and he wired the money without another word.
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