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Chapter Forty-Five

The car was quiet as Mr. Orlando drove Rome to the DreamTeam company. 

After a while of sitting in silence, Rome pulled his phone from his coat pocket and dialed his father.

Once Mr. Ford answered the call, Rome stared away from the windshield and mumbled, “Hello, father.”

“You got a favor to ask. What is it?” Mr. Ford's voice echoed into his ear.

“Hey! You are painting me like a terrible child. Can't a son call his father to say ‘Hi’ without it involving a flavor?”

“So you don't want me to do something for you?”

“Actually, I do. I need you to call the chief of police, inform him that I'm about to call him, and then send his number to me.”

“Other people get caring sons and I'm stuck with a child who only calls me when he needs a flavor.”

Holding in his laugh, Rome rested back on the seat and asked, “What do you need from me, dad?”

The line was silent for a few seconds. Then Mr. Ford's voice echoed from the

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Mirta Garces
loving this novel, jealousy brings nothing good
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Gela T Ruado
ilove the loveteam romeCat
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Veronica Narvaez
needs more proofreading.
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