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MADDIE:

When I was just a little girl I always imagine my self in a few years, being a police officer, the president, or just a random seller. 
But I never though I'll be in jail at the age of 18.
I'm gonna break free from here and I'm willing to do whatever it takes me.

                     ________

NOLAN:

I knew I was going to get locked up one day. I'm the most ruthless boss of the history of the Hell's Angles or the HA the most feared gang of New York.

I'm gonna break free from here but I'm gonna need someone and I know who's willing to take the risk.

_______________________
Heyyyy 
I hope you'll enjoy the story. If you see some faults don't hesitate to tell me in the comments but please without insulting me I'm frensh and I'm trying my best.
😁😁😁😁😁All Rights Reserved

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