Andrew smiled "boom" he muttered clicking a button.
James suddenly stopped experiencing a seizure and bolted up. He stood up and dusted himself off. "Give me back my phone" he said to Greed. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a syringe which he than injected himself with.
James frowned "fine" he picked up his suitcase. "I don't need it anyway." He turned to face the customers at the Tavern. "I thank you all for your co-operation" he said.
"That's confidential, now give me my phone back please." James hopped onto a table and cleared his throat "everyone thank you, we will be contacting some of you in the possible near future especially you" he said, gesturing to the bartender.
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