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|Recap|

"Oh sorry I wasn't paying attention," he smiled.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen let's take five."

I approached her. "Tomica.."

"Bye," she smirked before walking away.

"I need to talk to you," I mumbled. Which didn't do me any justice because she keeps ignoring my presence.

"Tomica you're on in five."

"Thanks Steve," she smiled. "I just gotta catch up with my driving manual so give me a minute."

"And is it getting any easier? Learning how to drive?" he asked.

"If I told you that driving is a piece of cake or pie, I would be lieing. But to answer your question, no. I just don't understand this stuff."

"Take your time. You'll get the hang of it, I promise. It's not as hard as you think it is."

She attempted to grab her driving manual and it fell out of her hands. Then, knocked down her script.

"Shit," she muttered.

"It's all good. I got it ma." I chuckled before licking my lips, and helped her pick them up. "Here."

"I have a question. What is your nickname?" she asked.

"You asked me that before. Why do you want to know?" I raised a brow.

She rolled her eyes. "Look just answer the damn question. What does the streets know you as?"

"I don't know you like that. So don't worry about it ma."

"Tomica," Steve interrupted "you're on in three minutes."

"Okay," she nodded "now back to you. What is your nickname? Just answer the question, I mean that's the least you can do don't you think?"

I licked my lips. "It's Lynn babygirl," I lied.

"Thank you," she mumbled.

"Why does it concern you?"

"What I can't ask? I just wanted to know."

"I don't know, something doesn't seem right. But I have a question for you; you're twenty one years old, why can't you drive?"

She scoffed. "Look it's none of your damn business okay? And it's not that serious, just know that I haven't had the time to learn how to drive but I'm doing the best I can."

"Aight. I have another question-"

"Let's go Tomica. You're back on air."

"I gotta go."

She rolled her eyes and made her way back to the front. Yeah, she's mad. It's so obvious.

"Three...two...one...action!" he yelled before pressing the record button.

"Sources close to the investigation say they may have some sort of idea of who these three armed men are that robbed City National Bank and there's a possibility that they know what exactly happened."

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