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The Littlest Client #149


O'Sullivan tried to regain his composure. The barbed-wire fence magically returned to his face.

"I'm afraid I don't know the gentleman," he said. "But if you're interested in antiques...,"

I cut him off, "Yes, I am interested in antiques."

I walked over to a vase sitting on a pedestal. It looked Chinese and very old. I didn't check the price tag, but judging how much O'Sullivan's eyes bulged out when I approached it I assumed it must be very expensive.

"I'm very interested in this," I said as I grabbed the base of the pedestal and started shaking it...

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