Chapter 18

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Carl Nader sat on the edge of his couch and played a few chords on his electric guitar. He does that when he is thinking. Jordan Powell believed him when he told him that his mother died. His mother still lives all alone in a suburb of Cleveland. He should visit the poor woman, but this would be the wrong time. Carl has too much on his mind. s*****y could be profitable, but he still has to prove himself to the other slave mongers. Nader put the guitar down next to him on the couch. Then he went to the refrigerator and got American cheese and white bread. The would-be slaver made himself two grilled cheese sandwiches with pieces of ham in between. Nader loves this stuff, and he washed it down with a glass of orange juice. The night before, he parked the van behind his apartment. Carl decide

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