Chapter Eight

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I'm taking in low deep breaths because this is gun on my neck and we have like five gang members who will obviously overpower us if we try anything stupid. I'm angry. Angry because I feel like I wouldn't be in this trouble if I just didn't come to this stupid date. I never knew Jax would get this stupid when he got drunk. Like what kind of cop is he? So incompetent. If we dare get out of here alive which I highly doubt, Jax will personally get it from me and is will make sure he is no longer a cop. The tension in the whole bar is so clear. People don't seem to run but everyone is suddenly alert, I notice part of the gang members are surrounding the whole bar, seems like no one is getting out and no one is getting in either. Surprisingly no one is screaming, it's like they are in contr

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