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Prologue
By Hallie Vengeance

 


I sat at my bedroom window, overlooking the now desolate city. I sighed and went to sit on my oversized bed, the plastic making soft crunching noises under my weight. Tonight I would make a name for myself. Tonight he wouldn't make a fool of me. Today starts a new decade and it will fall to me. 2030 would be mine.

I listened closely as Ren entered the house and Rita cursed loudly in her room. The voice reverberated throughout the house; I smiled slightly and opened my closet. I picked up my vintage leather pants, black vintage off the shoulder black top with a purple skull and my black and red Chuck Taylor high tops. I threw on the ensemble and walked out the door to the hall, nearly running into Rita as she walked out of her room. Tonight would be ours, or so the three of us though.

Zack's POV

I stepped out of my room, waiting for the others to come into the living room. We had new orders, 5 women that hadn't paid, not a cent. We had to take them out and repossess their organs. They were to be brought back in three days, I held no emotion as I read over the woman's report that I was assigned. Her name was Ambellina Moore, she was small, long hair, beautiful eyes, she was so young. She was angelic in my eyes. I would have to take her out. I couldn't get attached.

 

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