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Chapter Ten
30th December, 1998
Undisclosed Location
First Lady Samantha Rawlings
"James, I've got a job for you" I said as I nervously picked my nails. What I was about to do was a taboo, a first lady shouldn't be seen with a hooligan as James.
James Roberts is one of the most dangerous men in the United States, wanted for various crimes. Its still a mystery he hasn't been caught. Not only is he smart, but also very devious. A tall lean man with heavy beards and stormy blue eyes, he could have been one of the most handsome men in the country except for his dark heart and the only thing;James Roberts was a killer.
We went to school together but we weren't really close until he dropped out along the way and I never heard from him until I searched him up and found him.
A native of Detroit, he grew up in the slums and mostly survived on odd jobs. When he couldn't take the hardship any longer, he ventured into
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