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Claude I am sitting in my favourite chair at home. I don't have a shift today at the clinic so I'm chilling waiting for Beau to contact me and tell me he's got to his next destination. I've already messaged him about the doctor's surgery at their next point of solace. Let's hope it lasts longer than the first. He never told me he was running with his capo's wife, he slid the burner phone in my hand and told me to keep it on me at all times just in case something went down. Not s**t Sherlock a whole load of s**t went down working forty-eight hours of Amy Collins bne finding out she was up the duff and expecting the capo’s heir. I bet he doesn't know that one. I only knew because he called me the minute he was out of here and I put two and two together. I don't know what went down, but I