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    Dance With Us 9

    Dylan (trying to catch her breath): You piece of shit let go of me.

    Dusty (slamming her again): You act so high and mighty as a director but you’ have no manners.

    Dylan (grabbing her wrists): You got that right bitch…

    Dusty (backing up): She’s out for Helena and she’s fucking lost it. She’s fucking snapped.  
    Dylan (shaking her head): And why should I believe you?

    Dusty (handing her a manila envelope): I’m turning myself in as soon as I leave she said something about meeting her at the studio tomorrow.

    Dylan (walking away): Right. Not with our security department. Now go back to the rock you crawled out from under.

    Dusty (sneering): Bitch. I bet Helena doesn’t scream for you like she did for me…

    Dylan (wanting to beat the shit out of her but knew it wasn’t worth): You’ll get yours. If you lay one finger on Helena I’ll kill you…

    Dusty (throwing one more jab): She likes to be tied up and…

    Dylan (angrily): Get the fuck out of here or I’ll call the cops and they can haul you in now…

    Dusty (taunting; she really wanted Dylan to follow her outside): Why you can’t take me on by yourself?

    Dylan (shaking her head): No. I want to see my nieces and nephews grow up…

    Dusty (giving up; this plan had backfired a little): Coward…

    Dylan ignored her and went around to the back. She had a bad feeling with Dusty showing up here.

    Outside
    Catherine ducked as Dylan came outside. She watched her get in her truck and pull away. Dusty climbed in shortly after.
    Catherine (handing her a cigarette): Did you give it to her?

    Dusty (cold smile): The package yes other ways no. I would love to have her screaming and bleeding…

    Catherine (wincing; her face hurt; her ribs ached among other places): I’m sure. But keep your mind on business.

    Dusty (reaching over and grabbing her by the front of her shirt): You don’t tell me what to do (shoving her against he door) you got that.

    Catherine (wondering if Dusty had finally snapped): Yeah whatever. Relax. I’ve got some good shit for you at home. And the little surprise for Ms. Kennard is waiting for our go ahead.

    Comments

    1. Badge #417 You are doing a wonderful job, with the people and the crime sence. Now you have added Dusty and Catherine and Wentworth. Lets get Dylan and Helena together. Peggy is so very good to the girls and might have added two more children to theother 9 or 10. thanks

    2. Who dun it????? Wow, what a mess. Let’s get Dusty and Catherine back in jail. I hope Bette doesn’t come face to face with Tina’s sister and father; they may wind you in the hospital and Bette in jail on assault charges. Great post. PPS

    3. Hello TB417, What a wonderful mess you have created. I am just loving how all the gang are together and yet apart. Can’t wait to read more so please continue soon. Your Loyal Fan.

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