The Kray Twins

The Kray Twins

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In London 1960's there was the good parts of London and the bad parts of London. Rosemary just happened to be caught up in the bad part of London, East End. Everyone either knew or heard rumors about the Kray twins. Rose didn't listen to the rumors, which was probably a bad idea. One day Rose was working her new shift at the bar. Esmeralda's bar was owned by The Kray twins which was true but to get the job she never actually talked directly to them or seen them either, she was hired by some man. Mind you this was a upper class, more fancier bar and Rose stood out like sore thumb in her work clothes, it was a busy day like always when she heard gasps and then a "'ello reg, Ron." Rose's heart raced as she heard those two names, she began to focus on the counter she was wiping down before she heard someone clear their throat to get her attention. Rose sudden froze and moved her head toward the person. Well people, Holy shit it was the Kray twins. Rose's hand fell to her side and she gripped the dirty rag in her hand. "Hello, what can I get you today?" Rose's voice coming out smoothly as she was stared down by the two dangerous men.
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