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Click the Frog and Hop on board.
By Neel Anil Panicker
“Hey, do I know you from St. Xavier’s?”
Derek looked up to find a man, late fortyish, his age, smiling quizzically at him.
‘The bastard, he had got him.’
Despite the wig, the false gait, the gold teeth, multi-hued glasses, Panama hat notwithstanding, school buddies still get you.
“I’m sorry. You’are mistaken. I am Karl Andrews.”
The man stopped, stared, glared, then mumbled, fumbled, then stumbled away.
Derek watched his receding back; heaved a sigh of relief.
His fingers cradled his Samsonite suitcase.
Inside, the diamonds remained huddled to a corner.
Now, all he’d to do was get past security.
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