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All for you
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Complete, First published Jan 04, 2017
Mature
After having some pretty intense re-occurring nightmares I decided to deal with it by writing them out. This is only a small chunk of the large story but I hope you enjoy. 

The story tells of myself and my battle with cleaning up my dad's past after being killed with my mum by a global gang called the KVA. "The money" refers to the money that dad should have made on deal and the reason why he died. The money should've gone to a guy in the KVA but when it didn't turn up, he was killed. 

If I ever get around to writing that far into my story, the money is a very large sum of money: $219 million to be sorta precise.

(And thanks @sassy_sausage for making the awesome cover!)
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