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    Apogée

    "Well I think it’s only fair that I buy, and hopefully if I get you drunk enough you’ll forget my momentary lapse in grace." Dana held open the door for Alice watching her swagger toward the bar.

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    "I don’t give a fuck if it was twenty dollars or twenty-thousand, you find some one to stick 22. up his ass and blow his face off. You got it?" Bette Porter paced across the large Persian carpet spread across her pristine office. Beautiful abstract painting hung freely from the ceiling and modern furniture set the place for business deals and other not so legal arrangements. Bette rolled her neck the bones popping and running her fingers through her long wavy hair,

    "Look James the point is I’m not going to tolerate some screw-up chicken shit accountant embezzle my money." Bette walked over to her desk and pressed the speakerphone, James’ voice ringing through the large room.

    "I know that you’re upset, but there’s still a federal investigation being conducted and we don’t even want to be on their radar." Bette pinched the bridge of her nose in hopes of halting a very large headache, she finally gave up placing her hands on her desk and leaning forward.

    "You know what James, I will handle this, we’ll speak later." She hung up the phone and quickly dialed, a familiar number. A low but bright voice quickly picking up,

    "Baby sis, I never hear from you anymore." Bette smiled despite her situation, it was rare that they saw each other anymore, but Kit Porter had a way of making her sister smile.

    "I apologize Kit, things have been more than hectic over here…actually that’s why I called, I’ve got a job for you." There was a brief silence on the other end and Bette was afraid Kit would turn her down.

    "Whatever you need baby sis, I got it."

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    1. Okay, I’ll be honest, when I started reading it made me smile at how different the girls are potrayed and already started liking it, never reading the author. When I saw it was you DC I knew why I was liking it, now I love it. Please cont’ mate and I’ll read on…cheers!!

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