Trust (Urban Novel)

Trust (Urban Novel)

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Tristen "Trust" Charter and his partner in crime/girlfriend Nyalease "Boss" Black are the well known street pharmacist in the city of Miami, Florida. Being well known meant there would be lots of obstacles, hatred, betrayal, lies, and jealousy. They moved mountains and hills to get to where they are and they refuse to let just anybody get what they have. They will fight to remain in the thrown. Can they keep what they have? Or will their kingdom fall and crumble?
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