Some Blueberries, a Rockette, and a Boy Named Jerome

Some Blueberries, a Rockette, and a Boy Named Jerome

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Franklin Amzi is trying his best to be a good husband, detective, and future father until a shooting gone wrong threatens everything he has built. Trying to find solace in the storm that his life has become, Franklin finds a cold case that seems to call to him. While investigating, he meets Ms. Lana, a woman who makes him question every aspect of himself. The tale is one of love,pain, and redemption. Franklin does everything he can to learn what happened 25 years ago. But he'll soon discover that Rebecca Lana holds dark secrets, secrets that ar closer to Franklin tan he ever imagined.
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Cash I fucked up. Or rather, I'm fucked up. How did I, a high ranking member of the French mafia, allow myself to be distracted by this... stripper? I was supposed to use her for information, that's it. It should have been easy. I pay her money and she tells me about the Russians. Simple. Except, I fucked it up. I let the one advantage we had over them go because I fucking claimed her. What's even worse is that she hates pretending to be my woman and fights me with every single thing. Yeah, it's a fucked up situation but now that I've met her and she's mine, I wouldn't change a goddamn thing. Lux I fucked up. I knew the risk of the Russian men finding out about me but I went along with it anyway. Hell, I almost had to. If you were offered $10,000 to ask a man a few question, would you turn it down? You're a goddamn liar if you say no. Or maybe you're smart as hell because now I'm stuck with a mafia man that refuses to leave me alone. I'm now in between a war I never knew existed. If I had the chance to go back and never meet Cash, would I do it? You damn right I would. Who am I kidding? Now I'm the goddamn liar.

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