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With so much money coming in, Mann encouraged Pavlo to live it up. He ordered a Eurocard linked to Pavlo’s Parnell account and hauled him off to Bespoke Apparel in Atlanta, a men’s tailoring shop that catered to the rich and famous. Pavlo felt reckless picking out a $2,000 suit and a few pairs of pants. Mann scoffed. “C’mon, Wally. You can do better ’n that!” He began rifling through wool swatches, tossing aside candidates. By the time they walked out, the value of Pavlo’s wardrobe had increased by $15,000.
Stolen Without A Gun
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