Me in a gang? No, I'm in a family
Patrick shouts angrily at us, and I practically see everyone roll their eyes, then he turns and leaves, once more, alone.
Dahlia then taps me on the shoulder, holding a small piece of paper which reads "46A 73HR"
If you can't tell, I'm confused.
Dahlia smirks at me while shaking her head, "its the number plate of his car dumbass" I smirk at her, "Well thank you, Jas, get right on it and get Chase, he should be back from his trip from Jacksonville by now" over these past couple of days with the drama surrounding Armstrong, I haven't really checked in with Chase, but he went on a small business trip because one of our assailants needed him there.
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