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Book 2, Chapter 55: The Old Building

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Ramirez had the warrant signed by seven.

He did it out of a judge's kitchen in Yonkers because the judge did not want the paper to sit on a clerk's desk overnight, and Ramirez did not want it to either. By seven eleven the paper was in Ramirez's coat pocket and Ramirez was in the passenger seat of a car Marcus was driving down the West Side.

I was in the back.

Noelle was next to me.

Damien was in the second car with two of Marcus's people. Priya was in the third with two of Ramirez's, on her wa
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