The Cook P. 3

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Jay could barely see Erin, and Justin from the car. It was a cold Wednesday night in Chicago and he felt like some coffee. He beeped the car horn, hoping it would speed up this little 'meet up' he wasn't invited to.

"Who the fuck is that?!" the guy, who Erin now knew as 'Lil Chavez', asked. "It's our ride," Erin said "and he's waiting, let's go Justin." "Hell no," said Chavez "J is coming with me, the boss insists." "Well you can tell your boss I need to speak with Justin and he can text him with the date and location of our next meet up, now, let's go Justin" "Fine, whatever" said Chavez.

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