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Chapter Fifty-Nine- 'C' is for Colin Flintwood.

The second the older lady was out of the door, the officers began laughing, and Annabelles’ sunken heart elevated.

“Oh, they are laughing because the old lady’s demands are unreasonable?!” she muttered to herself.

“Why the hell would we do a sweep? They're all going to die before they reach twenty anyway, and those that don’t the Morello’s have their eyes on them.”

Morello’s were a rapidly growing gang.

“They give birth like rats there!” an officer chimed. “don’t you think they will pass on their values?”

“Maybe,” one gruff voice said as he chuckled. “but they’ll go extinct eventually.”

“Yeah, its best to just let them kill each other…they will tire themselves out, and we will have less to worry about.” Another voice chimed.

Annabelle’s mind was silent for the first time since the news shared in th

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