He stepped inside it and sped off towards town. Yet, I recognized him as one of Sherriff Don’s deputies. His name was Ronin, but his friends calle... him, Blackie. It wasn’t that I cared that my friend Don knew. It was that Blackie Ronin was a bastard from way back who wasn’t one bit afraid of being a blackmailer. Well hell, I was a shady bastard, too, so I knew how to handle his kind! Turning my chair towards the dust plume perhaps a mile away, I opened the secret compartment at my side. . When Mike did not turn up by 10 PM and his phone went unanswered I got concerned and called Roger. I was surprised to find that Mike was with Roger, Ted, John and Steve. It was very common for Mike to hang out with his three musketeers but Roger was not a part of that circle and I was surprised to find him with them.As he entered the house I started shouting on him for being irresponsible in not calling me up and letting me know that he was put celebrating with his friends. He did not utter a. . "Jasmine! Most of my friends just call me Jay." She replied."Hi! My name is Jim. I'd like to be your friend. May I call you Jay?"A smile began to form on her lips. She nodded and said. "That would be fine." Well, my friend Jay, I'm hungry. How about you?" Yes, but my purse is in that car, and I don't have any money." That's okay! I'll buy. Are you sure you don't want to call the police?" No. There's nothing important in my purse anyway. I only had a few dollars, and my ID is in my pocket. I.
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