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... at the auction.
"Which one’s Sam?" Rosemary whispered to the person sitting next to her.
With hundreds of people packed into the dimly-lit venue, spotting anyone was like finding a needle in a haystack.
"I heard he’s desperate for a kind of medicine. Whoever’s hounding after the herb, that’s him." Horace shared, his brow furrowing in confusion, "Boss, what’s this medicine? What’s it good for?"
It was a strange name, one he’d never come across before. At Horace’s q ...
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