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Chapter 92

Tucker

"What the fuck is this meeting?" I have a seat next to Ransom.

I was awoken by a phone call saying that every available officer in the area needed to report to the Laurel Springs PD for a mandatory meeting.

"No fuckin' idea," he yawns. "My ass was asleep, I didn't even brush my hair."

Glancing up at him, I see that it's every which way, and Rambo is most definitely asleep at his feet.

"Same." I grin.

"Fuck you, dude, you don't even have to brush your hair."

"I was still woken up, so don't bitch at me like I don't understand your plight."

He rolls his eyes. "Do you have to use such big words?"

"Yes, yes I do."

He flips me off, and right as I'm about to say something else to him, Mason steps in front of the group. "I'll be giving a briefing in just a few minutes, if everyone could start to settle down and find a seat."

That's his way of letting everyone know we're being too loud and he wants us to shut the fuck up. I'm cracking my back as Nick and Caleb ent
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