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PROF. LAKEWOOD
“We want our money!”
I move my hands quickly to hold the tablet before it crushes on the table. The voice so unexpected and harsh I’m rattled to the bones by the sound of it. Gazing upwards, I come face to face with a cross looking Mrs. Kimberly. Her jaw muscles twitching and her grey eyes brimming with fury.
“Can I help you?” I ask the woman as calmly as possible. She scoffs moving a step forward. Her presence startling as it is bothering. Switching off the device I set the tablet down to face the lady. Crossing my leg and sitting comfortably on the chaise longue on my front porch.
“Didn’t you hear me?” Mrs. Kimb
