You slide the bag across the table, the hooded figure opposite you peers inside. “Where the hell did you find this?!”

“Never mind where I found it, it’s what we’re going to do with it now that we have to figure out.”

“Well, we’ll sell it, of course.”

“Sell the most valuable gemstone known to man? This thing is worth a fortune, and the second it gets into the wrong hands, we have no hope of seeing any profits from this.”

You reach to take back the bag, but the man pulls away.

“It’s mine now. Thanks for finding it.”

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