CHAPTER 12

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(george's P.O.V.)

after founding his gun i hid it in a place only i could get there, i knew he was awake, but that was the last of my worries in that moment 

[flashback]

[roxana </3]: hey georgie, missed me?

[you]: roxana?

[you]; you are supossed to be dead 

[roxana </3]: well, if you can't beat them, join them

[you]: so you are a narco now? for how much time?

[roxana </3]: since that fight in the basement

[you]: so two fucking years?

[you]: why have you contacted me at this point?

[roxana </3]: cuz i know you, and i know a lot of other people, and i know you need money and help to escape, just meet me at your house tomorrow at 6 AM

[you]:fine, see you there

[end of the flashback]

i waited some minutes, then grabbed the backpack where all the important stuff were

money, the gun, and some food

i waited some more and then got out of the room and the hotel and took a cab

in some minutes i was there, i got out and headed to the insides, it all looked as i left it

i sat down on the couch

maybe this was a set up...

i toughted until i heard some foot steps

i turned round and...

i just couldn't belive who was standing in front of me

-it really is you..-

-it is georie-

-roxana...-

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