“Don’t worry, I got your back,” said Antony, wrapping his hand around Kai’s shoulder and saluting him.
“Give me back my card,” ordered Kai.
“No, now this is my property,” Antony said, happily placing it in his pocket.
Taking out his cell phone, Kai began to dial a number.
“What are you doing?” he questioned, narrowing his eyes.
“I am going to talk with the bank and tell them to block my card,” he replied, pressing his phone against his ear.
“What no!” Hastily reaching out for his cell phone, he hung up the call.
“Give me back my phone,” Kai tried to get his phone.
Raising his hand in the air, Antony said “you are not going to do that.”
Taking a step back, Kai inhaled deeply and stared at him. His stare was all enough for Antony to grow nervous and hand back his cell phone.
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