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"Well isn't that nice... we can have a tea party, and talk about whether we should go pinky up or pinky down..." Mendel's face screwed up into something quite feirsome. "Sit in the damn chair and tell me the real reason you're here!"

He stood behind him, pressing the pistol into the back of the man's skull. "Because a little birdy told me that you are a Spy! and you KNOW WHAT WE DO TO SPIES!" He spat the last words out.

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