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Two months later, I received a call by Mitch who claimed that Hollywood wanted to make a movie with us.

Lamar: A movie? With us?

I asked, not believing what I just heard.

Mitch: Yeah, about you being a badass and saving me from Sudarikov. You'll be the lead! Man, that shit will earn us millions!

Lamar: Fuck me, man. Never thought I'd be an actor but that works too I guess.

I said with a chuckle.

Mitch: Make sure to look good and bring your Veyron with you.

Lamar: I will, brother. You bet your ass I'll bring that fabulous ride with me.

He told me to meet him at a building which was out of town, that's where the filming would start, so I got there and left my car, meeting Mitch and Ms. Nowhere.

Lamar: What's up guys? Where's the rest? The film crew and all that stuff?

Mitch: They're inside.

He seemed nervous, which made everything suspicious.

Lamar: Why are you so nervous, dawg? Scared of cameras?

That's when Ms. Nowhere suddenly pulled out a gun and aimed at me.

Ms. Nowhere: Mitch is nervous because he never betrayed one of his friends...until now.

Lamar: What the fuck is this?

Ms. Nowhere: It's about time that you learned the truth, Mr. Davis. I work with the government and so does Mitch and every other member of the crew, which sadly passed.

Lamar: The fuck?

Mitch: Sorry Lamar, but you're a criminal...which means you need to go to jail.

Lamar: I'm a criminal?! Motherfuckers, I helped your asses with fucking everything!

Ms. Nowhere: Now help us make this easy for all of us. Just get on your knees and raise your hands in the air.

Lamar: Fuck you! I was loyal to you fuckers!

I yelled as I ran back to my car, getting shot in the shoulder in the process of getting inside.

She managed to shoot my tire before I sped off, causing them to get into their cars as well and chase after me.

Lamar: Motherfuckers...fuck!

I yelled in anger, hitting my steering wheel while driving.

I got absolutely fucked...I guess I'll have to return to Grove Street and hope my family helps me out of this shit...my real family...not some fake motherfuckers like Mitch.

The End

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