The guy in the hoodie looked at Erin, "This girl's the cook?" he asked skeptically. "I told you I'd get you a cook, and I got you one, didn't I?" said Justin imposingly. "Yeah whatever" said the guy, "As long as the boss is happy, I'm happy." Erin started to get worried, Justin could be in some real trouble here, after being on the streets as a kid, and being a cop for a while she could tell a real criminal when she saw one. This guy was obviously no small crack dealer, he probably worked for a mob boss or something. She needed to talk to Justin alone. Now.
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FanfictionLindsay tries to help Justin out of a sticky situation by pretending to be his high-class, experienced meth cooker, what happens when she goes undercover without backup? I try to update as much as possible so please be patient!
