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Can't Serve Two Masters
"Clarke, bring me to this address." Alyanna threw her phone at him that he luckily managed to catch before it fell and possibly c***k on the ground. Harvey hesitantly looked at the address in her phone. He zoomed it in, finding that it was a bar, again, in the very early morning that she was asking him to bring her. And he should have. He would have brought her in to wherever she wanted, even without seeing exactly where she wanted to go. But that was not the case anymore. He was previously talked to yesterday by the Vice President about Alyanna and her shenanigans. He told him to have the power to see what kind of places Alyanna would go to, and he could have the choice if he wanted to send her there or not. He specifically told him not to drive her to places that he knew would likely c
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