Murphy nodded with a feline smirk of approval. "I knew a person who said he's fired a gun before, but apparently he fired a wobbly shot and smashed up his collarbone with the M-16 butt."

Scratching her cheek sheepishly, she fluttered her eyes at him before dully breaking the news, "I can't cover a broken collarbone everytime I take you ghosthunting, yanno. Doctors in Malaysia aren't cheap if you aren't local."

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"Hey, Rhys. How do you find work so far here? We haven't had a single case yet," Rainbow peeked at the New Zealander with a nervous shift of her eyes before pretending to focus at her iMac Air, just in case he didn't hear her.

She rarely sweated, which was one of the reasons why she managed to work part time as a croupier in Genting a while back. Right now though her hands feel like clams; swiping on the touchpad was getting difficult to move the cursor around.