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Chapter 55: Choose

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"Your baby? She asked. "Yes, my son and sister are outside waiting for me," she said. "In the hallway? They asked.

"Yes, I couldn't bring them in," Josie said. She didn't mean for this audition to turn into curiosity about her baby. "Oh my goodness, let me call Sara to bring them in this is ridiculous," she said getting up.

"While she's doing that, I'd love to see your pieces? He said. She handed them four dresses that she made hoping they would like it. Shortly, the lady came in with Morgan and Jace.

"Ahh I can tell you do this for them don't you," she said. "Yes, nonstop," she said. "Well isn't he the cutest thing. May I hold him? He asked. "Yeah, sure," Josie said. She wasn't expecting this, shit like this happens at American Idol. "I must say I'm impressed this looks straight out of Balmain," they said checking out her dresses. Josie almost wanted to cry by the positive feedback she was getting. One agent was holding Jace while the other two were smiling at her work. At that moment she knew she was on for a successful journey.

"Okay, Josie we will contact you if you've made the cut" She smiled. "Thank you so much," she said taking her pieces back. "Someone may be on TV," I told Morgan as we left the building. "And then we'll be rich" she smiled holding her doll baby. "Yes," I said calling for a taxi back to our hotel.

Cortez stared at the young guy begging and pleading for his life. "Please man, they made me do it" he cried trying to break free of the shackles on his feet. They were in the garage watching him weep in fear. Ricky stood there along with Dreux laughing listening to music. "You killed my little brother, please tell me why I shouldn't kill you? Cortez asked. "I don't know they wanted to kill a guy named Ricky," he said. Ricky turned around "Me" he pointed. The guy began breathing hard once he realized he shot the wrong guy. Ricky walked up to him "Man please, I didn't know-

"It doesn't matter at this point," Ricky said drinking his bottle of Hennessy in front of him. "Relax, I'm not gonna kill you," he said. He stepped back then sprinkled the bottle of Hennessy all over his body. "Ahh," he screamed uncomfortably. "Fucking bitch" Dreux laughed. Ricky grabbed his cigarette from his ear lightening it. "Yeah, you fucked up even if you would've killed me, you still would've been in that same position" he blew out his smoke. He aimed the lighter at his thigh flicking it. "Pleaseeeeee" he squirmed his body. Ricky laughed putting the lighter back in his pocket. "I'm just fuckin with you" he laughed They were going to torture him the whole night. He already suffered two black eyes. One from Dreux, three from Rudy, and 5 from Cortez. "You better start talking," Cortez said. Ricky sat back eying him down. "This guy named Torteno. I work for he's cousins with Bentley Caprio he knows you killed Bentley. He threatened me, if I didn't kill him he'd kill me" he explained. Little did he know they had Torteno. "Thanks, kid" Cortez raised his gun shooting him instantly. Ricky turned around taking a shot. He looked at his phone to see 3 missed calls and a text message from his mother.

Ma

9:45 pm Can you please come by? Whenever you're free. Preferably tonight; we need to talk!

He closed his phone, he turned around and instantly the boy's body was being dragged outside. Next, they dragged in a woman and everyone was caught off guard. "Shut up bitch" Cortez yelled as Rudy and Rafiq tied her up. This was the first time they were dealing with a woman. "Torteno is your boyfriend? Cortez asked. She began crying "Yes" she pleaded. "You know what bring Torteno in, they can kiss before I blow both of their brains out" Cortez yelled. Ricky leaned in his ear. "You sure you want to kill a woman? Ricky asked him.

"Yeah this bitch been telling him our locations, stalking us and shit" he said. Torteno came in "You mothafuckas, you wanna kill me. You killed my cousin too? He yelled from the top of his lungs. Ricky punched him hard in the face

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