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"Okay Sugar," I smile.
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"Azalea is Jake's little sister?" Sanfred asks as soon as I get in the car.
How the fuck..?
"Did she tell you that?" I sigh.
"Yep. She's beautiful. I guess that's why Jake never let us see her," he mumbles.
"Shut up," I warn him. Goddammit.
The forty-five-minute drive goes by slowly. Everything goes slowly when I'm with Sanfred. I dread being in his company. Or anyones.
Except Lilah's.
And itpissesmethe fuck offwhen someone has to get in the way of us spending time together.
Who the fuck holds an old guy hostage anyway? Dumb motherfucker.
I fucking hate everybody.
Arriving at the location where everything is taking place, I'm handed a leather and the file of who's holding the old guy hostage.
Known methamphetamine user.
Well isn't that just fan-fucking-tastic?
Police cars and our SUV's surround the place. I get stopped as I walk closer.
"Can I see some identification, sir?" the cop asks, resting his hands on his belt.
"Fuck off," I don't bat an eye as I casually continue my path, past him.
What the fuck is he gonna do anyway? Fuckin' tase me?
Why would a normal citizen walk up to a crime scene? Dumbass.
"This is so exciting," whatever her name, new girl, says as I finally see our group. She holds her gun pointed at the goddamn bushes.
Watch the fuck out for those damn bush critters. For fuck sake.
"He's been holding him in there for a good hour and a half now," Jai informs me as I stop beside him.
"It's his grandfather, apparently," he adds.
"The fuck's her name?" I nod to the new girl.
"Jacqueline," he smirks, "I left a spot open right next to her just for you."
"Fuck you, piece of shit," I grumble and he only chuckles.
I rest against the SUV beside her.
"So," she starts and I already want her to shut the fuck up.
