Clay smiled wickedly in reply to Alex's suggestion, his mind was easily led astray. But even Clay knew to mind his words around the danger that lay before him, he could smell a trap after all.
With a smirk never leaving his face he casually replied [b]"No, I think you will help me anyway."[/b] Clay sits back, not biting the bait, not giving her an inch, taunting her with a confident arrogance.

[b]"Ahha,"[/b] he calls out aloud.
[b]"Come meet my friend."[/b]

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