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Who am I? But more importantly who the fuck are you? (3)
And thats the end of that
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~ Blushes when i relise the replies to the comments are almost as long as the bloody story
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After driving to the old building and signing in Tina proceeded to her superiors office. He had left her alone after handing her a manila folder, unable to hold her gaze.
Her mind had begun to put it all together. The key giveaways were simple now she thought about it. For example she had seen Danas eyes flick to the leg of the chair before she tripped yesterday morning. It was controlled chaos. She had heard the question about Alice, decided to remind them all of who she was and the offered a vague answer no one would argue with. It was imperfect perfection.
Tina looked at the photos strewn before her on the desk. The woman definitely appeared to be Alice but her face was too swollen to be sure.
Tina sighed and closed her eyes letting just one tear squeeze out. She had been as shocked as anything at the events of the last twelve hours. She hadnt been called in for four years. Tina was just getting used to being free of her old life. Free from all of the cold fear and pain that came with it. But now it looked like her call to duty was overwhelmingly loud. As loud as the voice of her dead friend screaming in her ear.
When Tina was younger her life had been a mess. Her name was Jasmine. A street kid wandering New York after an abusive childhood gradually turned into a teenager seeking out alcohol which finally transformed into a young woman looking to score her next hit. Tina had gotten involved in some petty crime, nothing more serious than running hot goods for a friend of hers. However when the cops picked her up the third time they gave her a choice. Help them out in trying to land her dealer or do time.
Tina sighed as she remembered. She was almost tempted to lift her shirt and look at the scar on her stomach that reminded her of the punishment she got for owing money to the wrong people. Tempted to just have a little glance to show herself it wasnt a dream.
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I can picture Tina as a bad A**. Dana is in a world of Sh*t. Beware,Tina is on te loose. Thanks
Lol.. Definitely a crazy twist… waiting for the next chapter if you decide to wite another…(i hope you do)
Wow… This chapter was Fucking fantastic. I’m an Aussie, but only coz i’m born here. I can’t say I have ever tried Roasted roo…. LOL I’m gonna be happy reading along… I really like this story… I just can’t write this well.
I can absolutely picture your Tina as a mean arse bitch. This story is wicked cool.
Ha make it three for tonya…and family tree is a straight linee….i never would have made the incest connection…
What a wicked fun story. Oh yeah, Jaded/Janet is definitely an inspiration (though I’m sure she must have gotten impatient with me for taking so long to commit my first charactercides). Keep up the great story, I love it.
Yep it is México. I know it was Dana :P, but apparently I’m masochist. Keep going.