CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN

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[Warning: lots of cussing ahead] Crime is my game, and your cries are my music. {}{}{} After everyone evacuated the area, all the people who was gossiping outside while staring at the said floor where the fire acted was surprised when four black vans stopped in front of the hospital, causing for their attention to turn to the unusual entrance.  The doors opened and it revealed a group of men who, by in first glance, are people you don't want to mess with. That old hag sure has lots of guts and money to spend on. Raven thought as he peeked through everyone, none of them saw the frown underneath his black mask that complimented his all black attire. She's f*****g up the others lives because she's damn  loaded. "Do we really need to play the villain?" Gator asked while adjusting his cap

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