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“Fuck you, Bishop, and that high and irlfriend of yours”

I don’t bother engaging her I just point at her suitcase on the floor “Get dressed and get packed up You’re leaving here now”

“Or what?” she sneers at me

Pullingthe police in fiveyou for assault and destruction of property So I’d get going if I were you”

She ly mask of bitterness and hate For a ht do

Thankfully, she spins away fro to herself under her breath, she gets dressed and starts throwing shit into her suitcase It takes her about seven ive her a little leeway, because she’s at least getting it done

By the tiallantly take her suitcase and carry it to the car She throws herself into backseat and slao to the driver’sand watch as his eyes get hen I bend to talk to him He rolls down theand I say, “Knoho I am?”

He nods

Pulling rab a fifty and hand it to him “Get her to the airport and nowhere else, despite what she ht say Understood?”

“Yes, Mr Scott,” he says, taking the money

“What’s your name?” I ask him

“Devin,” he says eagerly “Devin Carruthers”

“I’ll have four tickets for next week’s ho for you Enjoy”

“Awesorin

I wait until they are out of sight before I pull my phone out and reluctantly call Brooke She doesn’t answer, but a voicemail won’t do

I call her back again, hoping she’ll see and realize it ain

Still no answer