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58. Nothing's Legal
The next day, we sit down for breakfast. Zion checks his phone. "Scotch bought a bike." "He's trying to keep up with her." Malax pulls out his phone. "I'll tell him where to go for a class. He needs to be careful." Tim grabs his phone and texts too. I look at Hunter. "He didn't say a word to me. He's talking to them." He nods. "Yea, he's next to work for the throne." "Why do you say that?" Malax sits his phone down. "All the suppra stuff. You need someone who knows what they're doing. And he does." "That is true." He signals for breakfast. "And her father is a pain in the ass to talk to. All he does is b***h about money." Zion nods. "And the missing suppra's." Tim grabs his fork. "I sent him the gear. That s**t's expensive for the good stuff, and he has no idea what the good gea
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