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... working for my company. I understand. If you don't want to be part of my dream, no big deal. I'll just hire other people..." His tone was so exaggerated he might as well have put up a flashing sign that read I'm messing with you.

"Get him!" Danny yelled, chucking his handheld console aside before launching himself at Ace, trying to use his weight to his advantage. Mandy, not one to miss an opportunity, joined in by landing a few punches of her own.

Ace surrendered, mostly because ...

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