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21: The Red Door

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Seth

“Do you know what that means, Seth? Are you sure about this?” Armani asked. Of course, I wasn’t sure. I was scared out of my mind thinking about it. The fact that I was going to be involved with people who probably drank wine from other people’s skulls, who ate and dined with the most dangerous forces.

How was I supposed to associate with them? What if they didn’t accept me as their leader and targeted me next? On a sunny day back from school, a black car could drive by, the windows sliding down, and then a confetti of bullets would burn through my skin.

Was that what I wanted for my life? But if I didn’t do this, what was the next option? What more could I do? There was no way Mrs Edwards was going to give me the document, and robbing her house? Oh, please. With the stern look her security gave me and the electric fence that serpentined her walls, there was no chance in hell.

Bribery? They looked more afraid of her than devoted. Maybe they were scared of what she would do
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