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    Who am I? But more importantly who the fuck are you? (3)

    When the cops made the offer Tina thought it over. ***** as far as she could see it was a way out. Tina was an unusually smart kid. She had been able to get a half education from an old street wanderer named Doc Earl and he had given his most lasting words for her in the last seconds of his life. Jasmine o daughter o mine. You ever get a chance to get out; you take it and you never look back. No false pride, no bullshit just find something better for yourself because darling, you deserve it.

    Tina sighed and rubbed her tired eyes. Another friend she had been unable to save. How could she have been so stupid? Dana had been right under her ***** nose.

    When the day of the bust came all Tina/Jas had to do was go up to her man and get the ***** and walk off again. The undercover cop would take some photos and then they would do whatever the ***** cops did. Tina would testify and the cops would set up public housing, a new name, a job and an education. But although it was a simple plan everything went to *****. Instead of there being one guy there were three and all were packing. When the cop took his photos wether by chance of because he was a dumb ***** one of the guys had seen him. They chased him and when they caught him they. All started to beat the ***** through him. All of them were high and Tina had known it wasnt going to stop until the officer was a bloody pile of pulp. Tina had prayed the cops backup would arrive but there were no sirens. No flashing lights. She ran over screaming and swinging but as she got there one of the men turned and slammed a fist into her jaw. As Tina fell she lunged and grabbed the gun out of his belt. She pulled the trigger without thinking. The shot was enough to scare the ***** out of the other two and they decided to run but the man Tina had shot did not run. He couldnt, he wasnt breathing.

    Tina groaned as she remembered it all in a rush. She felt that fear that was half like fire half like ice. She had never meant to kill that guy. What would anyone think if they knew? Tina Kennard Killer

    The next year of Tinas life held a lot of change. The cops had put her in witness relocation. Apparently one of the guys she had seen nearly killing the cop was a major player. Tina got some of her life back. She cleaned up, got her high school certificate and even did a few community college equivalent courses. But that wasnt the end of it. Exactly 12 months 17 days 3 hours after what Tina could only refer to as the incident she had been contacted for the first time.

    Tina shook. She wondered where she would be if she wasnt tied to the agency. She always imagined herself on a small desert island. Sipping cocktails from coconuts and watching ***** arses on the beach. Sure it was pure fantasy but ***** so was escaping her life.

    Doc Earl had once mentioned these people to her. They were the good guys, but the worst kind of good guys. They had offered Tina a position. Tina was young and full of pride and thought that she would be doing something great and mighty for the world. She had been wrong. It was ***** work. Long hours, little respect but slowly she had made friends. That agency usually picked up old street hands. People who had shown they could handle themselves and then turned them into something more.

    And by something more Tina meant they had turned her into a mean arse *****. And now somebody had killed the mean arse bitchs friend and that somebody was going to be very very sorry.

    Tina stood and swirled her coat over her shoulders, the glint of anger back in her eye. That was it. If Dana was who Tina thought she was then it was time to play hard ball.
    Nobody killed Alice and got away with it oh and she guessed she should throw a punch or two for Tonya.

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    Comments

    1. Wow… This chapter was Fucking fantastic. I’m an Aussie, but only coz i’m born here. I can’t say I have ever tried Roasted roo…. LOL I’m gonna be happy reading along… I really like this story… I just can’t write this well.

    2. What a wicked fun story. Oh yeah, Jaded/Janet is definitely an inspiration (though I’m sure she must have gotten impatient with me for taking so long to commit my first charactercides). Keep up the great story, I love it.

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