Chapter sixteen Clara

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I don't like it when people upset my friends. Especially not Carmel. She's sweet and a little too naive for her age. I swear she would talk to a forty year old man whose undressing her with his eyes and just say 'oh you silly he was just observing my clothes.'

It pisses me off that Carmella trusted him so fast and yet here she is in her bed sleeping after just having a panic attack. She hasn't had one in years, so whatever Royal said must have been pretty damn bad.

"I take back what I said. If it's something major that would make any of us do that. Then I give you all permission to kill Royal. But if it was triggered by a memorie he didn't know he hit then we can't kill him. Understood?"

"Yes ma'am." They all say and salut me like I'm their commander.

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