I walk in the door. There is Ahmed tied down to a chair. Cade looks like a madman.
"Hows your day?" asks Olivia.
"Fuck off Olivia"
"Cade, why am I here?"
"You need to kill Ahmed" he says
"What makes you think I would do that?"
"I have the password to your bank account".
"You wouldn't"
"If you don't kill Ahmed and promote me to top bitch I will empty out all your money and you will be a homeless bum" he says.
I have to think for a little. I have a plan.
"Fine, how should I kill him?"
"Grace, dont do this". says Ahmed.
Cade throws me a gun. Ahmed starts to cry. I point the gun at Ahmed. My hands are shaking and he is crying like a bitch.
I pull the trigger...
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wheres my trombone you bitch
RandomAhmed's trombone is missing. The worst part, the culprit is a band kid. Ahmed will do anything to get his tromboney back. This story involves it all, sex, drugs, and a little bit of murder. Will these band kids own up to the truth, or keep it to the...
