‘Can I check your passport? ’, he asked. ‘Why?’ ‘Because you are going to China.’ ‘Why am I going to China?’ ‘You called and paid to.’ ‘I think you're talking about someone else because I want to donate, I don’t like China.’ ‘Why did you pay to go to China then?’ ‘I didn’t.’ ‘Yes, you did.” ‘No, I didn’t.’ ‘Then who did?’ lll l ‘I don’t know.’ ‘It’s probably a glitch with your system.’ ‘Ok.’ ‘All I want to do is donate. Please just let me donate.’ ‘Fine, how much? ‘$ 100.’ ‘Okay.’ ‘Here is the money.’ ‘You sure you want to?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘O k.’ MA
"Can I check your passport?", he asked. "Who's asking?" Bella replied in a sassy tone, staring at the officer on the train track. "It's not a question miss it's an order." He replied in a stern voice. "Who said I'm a miss?" Bella said in a salty tone. "We haven't got time for games." He said in an irritated voice. "If you won't give it to me, I might just have to take it." The officer slowly lifted a small pistol from his right pocket. "Alright, here you go." Bella's eyes widened. It was obvious that her passport was fake. YA
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