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Chapter Forty Four




💀Kody Vincent💀


"Leave the fucking gun, Kody" King said for what seemed like the hundredth time. "I'm not going in here with you if you have that thing with you. "

I groaned pressing my fingers to the corner of my eyes in frustration. "I need the fucking gun King. I can't just barge in there empty-handed and demand that he leave Ezra alone."

He shook his head. "No. That's just asking for trouble."

We were sitting in the parking lot of Lucky's. It was eleven at night and Ezra was working. She'd text me to let me know that Luca had walked in.

"Luca coming up to her job is asking for trouble. He brought a gun to her fucking house. You know that d

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āđ€āļ›āļīāļ”āļāļĨāđ‰āļ­āļ‡āđ‚āļ—āļĢāļĻāļąāļžāļ—āđŒāđ€āļžāļ·āđˆāļ­āļŠāđāļāļ™ āļŦāļĢāļ·āļ­āļ„āļąāļ”āļĨāļ­āļāļĨāļīāļ‡āļāđŒāđāļĨāđ‰āļ§āđ€āļ›āļīāļ”āđƒāļ™āđ€āļšāļĢāļēāļ§āđŒāđ€āļ‹āļ­āļĢāđŒāļ‚āļ­āļ‡āļ„āļļāļ“

ÂĐ Webfic, āļŠāļ‡āļ§āļ™āļĨāļīāļ‚āļŠāļīāļ—āļ˜āļīāđŒ

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