Chapter 33

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*Kians pov*
We do the usual, point our guns at the victims.
And as usual they all get down on their knees.
YOU MUST BE KIDDING ME! This is Als job party. We could've picked any party in whole LA. And he picked hers!
I go and bit closer to Ricky.
"Ricky, can we go out of here, Al's here" I whisper so no one could hear me.
"No, I wanna have what I came here for first!"
I try to not look at her, that way I might not wanna back of.
We take our bags and go around and collect their jewelry.
When we're done we go out, everyone looks behind us. Not me, I can't see her face right now, it would break me.


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