thirty eight

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                                   TARAJI

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TARAJI

"How many of these have she received?"

"From what we know, one"

"And you have no clue who this could be from?"

"No clue at all"

"Is it okay if I ask your daughter a few questions?"

"Kayla do you— you ok with it?"

"Yes it's fine"

"Is there anyone you could think of?"

"No I never received anything anonymously. Since I got posted all over the blogs I have had some weird messages coming to my phone from my social media accounts"

"You mind if we take the phone and kind of go through them to find a clue of who it could possibly be?"

"Sure yeah. When will I get it back?"

"We're not sure"

"Okay"

"So, we'll have two cops outside your house tonight, is that okay?"

"Great"

"Ok we'll see if we can come up with anything and let you all know tomorrow. Lock the doors and windows."

"Thank you officer"

"It has to be Ryan"

"It can't be him. How would he know Toya's address?"

"How in the hell am I supposed to know?"

"Kayla im not gon tell you again to watch yo mouth"

"What if someone is out to kill me"

"The police will handle it"

"A car key.... I wonder whose car it belongs to. Wait mama what if someone has a secret crush on me and wants to just get me gifts"

"Ka— what? That doesn't even make sense. Can we focus on how someone knew to send it to Toya's address"

"This is too much"

another knock came upon the door.

"AHHHH HEY BABY!!!"

"PENDARELLA bookie what's tea?!"

"I missed you so much."

"You know i missed this face"

"Yasss come in. This is Fan—"

"FANTASIA BARRINO! Ahhh. I literally watched all your American Idol performances. I love you, I really do"

"I love you!"

"And my daughter, Kayla"

"I'm sorry, your what?"

"My...daughter"

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