Chapter 1.

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(Name)'s POV.

Today's the day that Buster had asked me to meet him at some fancy restaurant.

I did my morning routine, changed into some clothes,

I did my morning routine, changed into some clothes,

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(That's what your wearing).

 (That's what your wearing)

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(I put my small hand gun into a holster that was strapped around my waste under my shirt, because I get paranoid and from the battles I've endured in the army), ate my breakfast, grabbed my guitar that was in its case and walked out of my suite apartment to the elevator, placing my mothers necklace around my neck, my military dog tags making small clinking noises against the cross.

(That's what the dog tags look like, but with your name on it

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(That's what the dog tags look like, but with your name on it. The dog tags are on the necklace from the first part in the book).

While in the elevator I called my agent and music director and told them I'll be taking a few weeks off, like a vacation. They understood and said I can do that.

I took a bus down to where Buster lived, making sure I wore my black sunglasses and put up my hood. I then connected my noise-cancelling headphones to my phone, pulled them over my ears and hood and played some music for the trip.

Just as I left Red Shore City, I texted Buster and told him I just left the city.

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