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Chapter 10
Michael "Yes sir. Understood sir." Cobi hangs up the phone then huffs out an exaggerative sigh. "You sound like a pansy." "f**k off." "I'm serious." I huff out a breath of smoke and inhale one more time before placing the cigarette under my boot, crushing it instantly, then turning back to smirk at my brother. "Never took you as a little b***h who grovels over the phone." "Yeah? And I thought you quit those after dad died of lung cancer asshole? Besides, not all of us have the luxury of having a decent boss." "Don't make a habit of it." I state taking the now crushed butt and placing it inside a nearby trashcan. Cobi is right, I stopped smoking shortly after dad was diagnosed. Dad had smoked his whole life, dying only a few months after he was diagnosed. I don't make a habit of repe
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