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The man smiled at her, still staring. “I don’t own Bishop anything.”
“Well Bish says you do!”
Rich had walked past the two women, towards the living room, but quickly snapped his head back at Trixie. They cheer for carnage. People don’t have faith in this world; they have ego. Find someone else.” She turned and left the man and his money at the bar. Her dirty blond hair was wild and curly, and her smeared makeup made her look more like a crack-addicted clown. They simply followed the two around. Angel turned her back to the three of them as she finished switching
