The boys took the last of their pay and each kissed me good-bye. We spoke about the Red Light district in Amsterdam but that won’t be happening any time soon. Karl told me there were times he was concerned but that he knew I was capable. I thanked him for watching my back and he responded “for that, I should be paying you.” He caught himself and said “sorry.” I laughed and said “I don’t take cheques Karl.” We both smiled and parted. Peter then handed over the film and I gave him his final payment. He was a great guy and a little scared as several times he tried to talk me into not going in. In the end “it was good” and everyone was safe.
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