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(November 1st. Tuesday.)

"Mr. Chris DuClark," Rita called rather mockingly.

There was a slight frown on Chris's face as he sat down, his gaze on Rita.

Rita smiled and sat down taking the telephone. "I'm kinda having the feeling you're ready to talk."

Chris rolled his eyes and took the telephone. "Well I've decided if I was to go down, he'll go down with me."

Rita nodded. "Hmm. It's kinda funny, though. You standing up against the boss because your pride was crushed instead of because he killed your family. I don't really get you."

"I was giving the benefit of the doubt. I felt he wasn't gonna try to kill me."

Rita scoffed. "After the fact that he blamed you for ratting him out?"

Chris blinked with a sigh. "I just thought he put two and two together and realized it couldn't have been me."

Rita frowned. "After the deed has been done. Man, he killed your family!"

"Your fault!" Chris bawled out. "I considered that part your fault. I know what I expected being part of that syndicate. I kno