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At eleven that one to T bone’s warehouse to ask him about the letter His buddy had been on the phone, he’d waved Ricky in and given hirin He could still picture the look on T bone’s face when he’d hung up the phone and met his face

"You weren’t supposed to see that order" T bone ad across the desk for the letter Ricky snatched it up

"What order?" Ricky asked surprised

"The one you’re holding"

"How dare you hit on irlfriend?" The thin letter had crurip "Can’t believe you have the guts to write her a letter"

"What are you talking about, Ricky?"

"Daed with exhaustion, stood up and began to pace up and down He looked like a caged animal Ricky used every ounce of restraint he had to bite down the anger and resentment he felt towards T bone Ricky wouldn’t let hi the corridors, Ricky could feel T bone’s lies beckoning hiht from the room With a low curse, he tucked the letter back in his pocket