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I walked into the room they told me she was in and saw her with Cookie. "Cookie, you're free to go." I made my presence known. "How did you get in here? Get out." She sternly said. "Her lawyers will be dealing with this; you don't have the right to question her now." I stepped closer. Cookie stood up and grabbed her bag. "Where's Hakeem?" She asked. "Waiting in the car." I didn't take my eyes off my mother. Cookie left and I still stood in front of my mother.

"Get out or else-"

"Or else what? You'll hit me? Put me out again? Do your fucking worst mom... or auntie... or whatever you prefer to be called."

I stomped out of the station and into Hakeem's car and told him drive. When we got back to Lyon Dynasty, this tall lightskinned guy was in the lobby pacing back and forth. "Who are you looking for?" I asked as I walked up to him. "I'm looking for Hakeem."

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