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He shrugged, the tether pulling him a step closer. “I’m a delivery guy. I spend my breaks on a broken laptop.” hjmo-108
“We have to cooperate,” she said, reading the first clue. It was a riddle: I have keys but open no locks. I have space but no room. I have a face but no eyes. What am I? HJMO-108 He shrugged, the tether pulling him a step closer
She typed into the briefcase’s keypad. The lock clicked. Inside lay a single index card and a roll of duct tape. HJMO-108 He shrugged