I enter work in the morning, wearing the same pretty-dirty cream-colored suit I’ve had since I started staying at Karina’s place the other night. Banks
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“Your parents would be very disappointed in you,” Epstein tells Jones. Very dangerous words to someone who has a knife at your throat.
“I honestly didn’t expect to get caught so easily,” Karina says as we are both escorted down the hallway and around the corner, handcuffed and
We arrive at the entrance to Mayor Epstein’s office, a towering building among towering buildings. There are security guards along each of the doors to
Sizzle… Sizzle… It’s been a while since I had the opportunity to cook anything. So I ran over to Fami really early in the morning,
R8PR takes a long look at Jones. She does the same at him. Karina takes a step to the side to avoid being caught in
“What do you mean ‘the truth behind everything?’” I ask Jones as she continues to cry on my bedroom floor. You know, usually when I
“A truce?” Jones is wearing the same hoodie from earlier this morning, now covered in dust and dirt and a bit torn. She looks just
Chief Baranowsky, who escorted me from Mayor Epstein’s office back home, follows behind me as we make our way up the stairs. If he’s expecting
I’m escorted down the hall and to the left. There’s office workers pacing the halls and a kind elderly receptionist who looks at me being